Contorted, distorted, by wrath manipulated
I feel your pain like love to me, so then please come and love me suffering,
Don't fear the knife, just one more cut

Your skin looks so pretty in red,
My mind flows in ecstasy;
I don't remember anything, just taste of blood and your last smile

Your skin looks so pretty in red,
My mind flows in ecstasy;
I don't remember anything, just taste of blood and your last smile

Everything I've got are only fragments of pleasure,
An incomplete memory and a bad reputation
Everything I've got are only fragments of pleasure,
An incomplete memory and a bad reputation
What can I do?

I'm feeling very sick, but satisfied at the same time
Contorted, distorted, by wrath manipulated
I feel your pain like love to me, so then please come and love me suffering,
Don't fear the knife, just one more cut