Besedila: Otep. Ascension. Crooked Spoons.

Take me down
With the baptized drown
So they say

[Incomprehensible]
Let's lick my wound

So they say, I killed a man
So they say, I took his head
So they say, he was a scourge
In all the world died his children

The best thing they ever did
In this life was let me live
Taking swiftly out the helm
Madness helps me save myself

Crooked spoons are every wall
Genocide lines the halls
Teenage needles end the prayer
Smearing sin everywhere

What else could you need?
You've taken everything
What else could you need?
You've taken everything

Self destruction for me
Let's lick my wound

We feed until we are gorged
Let them sleep, I need some more
Nooses made from human hair
Bodies falling from the air

We breach and scream forbidden truths
This is it, we're through with you
Choosing to lose my mind
Rape the blade and call it wine

Crooked spoons are every wall
Genocide lines the halls
Teenage needles end the prayer
Smearing sin everywhere

What else could you need?
You've taken everything
What else could you need?
You've taken everything

Self destruction for me
Knew where the baptized drown

I sleep too deep for you to wake me
I sleep too deep for you to wake me
I sleep too deep for you to wake me
My wrists are kissed with tarnished stitches

What else could you need?
You've taken everything
What else could you need?
You've taken everything

The venom that slips from your lips
Your tiny lies shinning in your eyes
Pain in my veins shallow, hallow incarcerated soul
I sleep too deep you to wake me up