Tell all your friends that I can't see your face trough this broken glasses
(pick up the knife form my back)
Aching trough my lungs your name grows to tears until they reach my infected wounds
(and shove it in your eyes)

I'll cure you from my desease of broken wings
Now breath from your coma with desperation, to see my lies
My efforts to save you bleed more than my words

Open your eyes until they fall inside my mouth
(rotting your sweet flesh so the maggots can eat it)
I wish I had carved a knife through Anne's heart when I had the chance

Suicide flesh
Spilling the screams of your youth
See them run
See them fall
See them bleed

Whisper, whisper, whisper my name
Whisper, whisper, whisper my name
Until I wake up from my sleep