As if stricken by an affliction all cost of mind dwindled into numbness with not a vestige of remorse in this blackened heart of stone Touch me do I feel alive touch me so undead touch me have no mercy I want it all to die Through a veil of tears came a mockery of pity with a henchmans regard for every living soul Touch me do I feel alive touch me so undead touch me have no mercy I want it all to die In pursuit of sensation immolation consumed swarmed like a plague Lethal blow bruises and pain butcher and mame and feel no shame Poisoning, drowning, strangling and still no shame I want it all to die