Denial is passion for the weakminded fool
a far call for hallucinations and household stereotypes
Slice the lips and never kiss again
Watch the tides take me away
If only Jesus could repay
If only revenge was sacred
Still i won't sulk in silent strife,
Still I'll slice your lips every night
To forget fade your eyelids shut
Nail your hands to the cross with love
I will have your end tonight
You won't forget me, not after this
Without a soul i take your life forever
Hollowed-bodied skin textured
I couldn't stop her from killing herself
Everytime that i see her face
Everytime that I open my eyes
I see her crying, i see her dying