A knife soaked in honey so I can't taste the blood
You carved into my teeth the symbols of your love
And cursed the spit on my tongue
Carve me up
Carve me up
You're speaking in languages so foreign to me
Unfamiliar words but I understand what they mean
Your curse, my spirit, my Hell, your Eden
Blasphemy, you reject all that I'll ever be
The piercing never goes deep enough but I submit myself to the blade just the same
I'm still so close to death, I can feel its sting
The razor's edge, so uncompromising
The razor's edge, so uncompromising
A thousand cuts for the thousandth time, my wounds all reopening
So carve me up
A knife soaked in honey so I can't taste the blood
You carved into my teeth, the symbols of your love
The symbols of your love
And my curse
So carve me up
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
A knife soaked in honey so I can't taste the blood
You carved into my teeth the symbols of your love
The symbols of your love
And my curse
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
I can't taste the blood
So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up
"This isn't Hell quite yet"
Just let it fucking end, drive the knife into my skin
Your curse upon my spirit, my Hell is your Eden
"This isn't Hell quite yet, this isn't Hell quite yet"
So much fucking blood, as if it wasn't enough
So much blood
So much blood
So much blood
So much fucking blood
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