Gorefest

To Hell And Back

Gently
You are tying
The strings
Around my neck
Around my arms
Around my legs
Like a flesh
Marionet
And you whisper
In a sweet voice
To give up
My own will
So my life
Will be eternal
And of grace
As never seen
And you want to drain me
Because you bought yourself a man
I'll be free within a single thought
Because I'm clean of spirit and mind
And I am deaf for a serpents speach
That is always singing from a twisted mind