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Yes please, please come in
Welcome to my own personal hell
Take a seat, have a drink
Feel around for my sins
Taste my failures in your mouth
See all of my short-comings
Hear my silent pleas
Smell the stench of my boiling blood
You have entered the lowest circle of hell
Not even the demons wander around down here
Not even the king himself dare enter
Feel my failures on your flesh
Taste my short-comings, just like ash
See my silent pleas, watch me cry
Hear my blood boiling
Smell my sins
Scream for your own freedom
But you have brought yourself here
You've stepped into my world
Feel my short-comings all around you
Taste my silent pleas in your throat
See my blood boiling
Hear my sins play on your ears
Smell my failures
Cry out, go ahead, god wont hear you
He has no mercy for those who fall this far
He does not hear for he does not exist
Feel my silent pleas, grieve with me
Taste my boiling blood, metallic as it may be
See my sins in action
Hear my failures
Smell my short-comings
You are sucked in so deep
You are a demon of my own kind
Mixing the pain with a shot of whiskey
Feel my blood boiling in your hands
Taste my sins
See my failures
Hear my short comings
Smell my silent pleas
Your sprit, body, and mind all die away
So than what is left of you
Just to...
Feel my sins, act with me
Taste my failures
See my short comings
Hear my silent pleas
Smell my blood boiling