كلمات 24 HOURS LEFT

Promise me your heaviest sedation As I dissect your beating heart Psychosis from a deep creation Reborn with arterial scars Count the drips like your steps To reach God, hung him by the neck A grin familiar of a saw Your limbs cut off All exits fucking blocked off I'll anoint your fucking sickness By the hacking of your head Blessed be the guzzled sacrament Founded in eradication Awakened from my own salvation The final hour leaves my heart racing My scalpel dines in ecstasy Make an open window Run from the best of me You lay in a bloodbath acquainted by my reign You pray your bloodstream won't be tainted by my DNA I want you to find a place to hide, someplace safe Where you can remember the taste of her kiss when you felt her neck break You diseased cocksucker Calculated tunnel vision onslaught You have forgotten my blade's keeper Promise me your deepest last breath As I dig it in deeper Breathe through your mouth when you're bleeding out Breathe through your mouth when you're bleeding Count the drips like your steps To reach God with 24 hours left One place too many where you can run and hide The blade is hungry and just know you're fucking mine