Song | Asphyxiate |
Artist | Genitorturers |
Album | Sin City |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Your first encounter with the ones who made you | |
Your senses low, yur pleasures grow | |
Feel a chance to taste their disease | |
White hands sew up the deed | |
Invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real | |
And to dream all is real | |
Another limb to lift the skin, press open | |
Hands wide open | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
With your hand wide open | |
With your hands wide | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your last encounter with the ones who made you sin | |
Till the dust hit you skin | |
Your pleasures know their wager grow | |
You lust to feel again | |
Lick you wounds and come inside | |
Hands wide open | |
With you hands wide open | |
Close your hands and come inside | |
With your hands white! | |
Friend…So this leads us to the end! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your life burns dimmer now! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
By our will, you tied yourself! | |
As the cord pulls tighter | |
Life burns quicker now, with a second hand |
Your first encounter with the ones who made you | |
Your senses low, yur pleasures grow | |
Feel a chance to taste their disease | |
White hands sew up the deed | |
Invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real | |
And to dream all is real | |
Another limb to lift the skin, press open | |
Hands wide open | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
With your hand wide open | |
With your hands wide | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your last encounter with the ones who made you sin | |
Till the dust hit you skin | |
Your pleasures know their wager grow | |
You lust to feel again | |
Lick you wounds and come inside | |
Hands wide open | |
With you hands wide open | |
Close your hands and come inside | |
With your hands white! | |
Friend So this leads us to the end! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your life burns dimmer now! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
By our will, you tied yourself! | |
As the cord pulls tighter | |
Life burns quicker now, with a second hand |
Your first encounter with the ones who made you | |
Your senses low, yur pleasures grow | |
Feel a chance to taste their disease | |
White hands sew up the deed | |
Invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real | |
And to dream all is real | |
Another limb to lift the skin, press open | |
Hands wide open | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
Lick your wounds and come inside | |
With your hand wide open | |
With your hands wide | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your last encounter with the ones who made you sin | |
Till the dust hit you skin | |
Your pleasures know their wager grow | |
You lust to feel again | |
Lick you wounds and come inside | |
Hands wide open | |
With you hands wide open | |
Close your hands and come inside | |
With your hands white! | |
Friend So this leads us to the end! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! | |
Your life burns dimmer now! | |
As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! | |
By our will, you tied yourself! | |
As the cord pulls tighter | |
Life burns quicker now, with a second hand |