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 tighterLife burns quicker now, with a second hand