[Verse 1] Sickness is a karma I can’t heal, wearing down my heart until it’s real. Sunken deep in oceans of the mind, a dark abyss where light is hard to find. Hi, I forgot. Sin, I hid. Trying to stop the flow, God forbid. [Pre-Chorus] Every cold stare stabs me like a knife, something’s breaking inside of my life. Holding onto pain that no one knows, a savior who has nowhere left to go. [Chorus] Choking you harder, feeling so tight. Feels good, doesn't it? Death cry tonight. Binding your body, hands and your feet. Feels good, doesn't it? Bruises so sweet. Drowning in a pleasure that is dead, blaming myself, wanting more instead. Trapped in a night that will never end, licking the wounds that will never mend. [Verse 2] The man in the mirror starts to grin, madness and pleasure, hand-in-hand in sin. Desire rising up again and again, mixing the blood with the tears of pain. Hi, out of reach. Scars, won’t fade. Drunk on the feeling of being betrayed. [Bridge] No turning back from this broken world, chain of self-hate and pleasure unfurled. Fingertips learned the language of pain, holding the shards of a memory’s stain. Still searching for a reason to remain. [Chorus 2] Choking you harder, feeling so tight. Feels good, doesn't it? Death cry tonight. Binding your body, hands and your feet. Feels good, doesn't it? Bruises so sweet. On the edge of agony and bliss, testing myself with every kiss. Sinking in the vortex of the mad, something inside is laughing so glad. [Outro] Sickness is a karma I can’t heal, my heart is fading, losing the feel. Still reaching out for the dark desire, hugging the night, walking through fire. In the shadows, I live.
