Turn the screw
socket stripped
nothing left
on the inside.

Chorus:

Hate, is that all that s left to feel?
Pain, when I m stripped, nothing else is real.
Love, the soul, a shard I won t regret.
Lust, pleasure, the addict lives for this.
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Thread the tube
Needle Christ
nails through wrist
dead made alive.

(chorus x2)

Outro:

Goddess vein, take me away
and here I am, on tract again.