Tekster:
Carnifex Hell Choose Me

more fix before I crawl out of my skin and wish that I was dead again. Death take my hand and carry me to the light. you'll find me hung beneath heaven

before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside. And with our hands clasped tight you'll beg me not to try, I'll do it to you before you do it to me

so soft, oh mistress of hell she comforts me. You hear me scream these words but do you know what they really mean? You see the pain inside me but do

. Just to pour the hate back in. I want to see you crawl on your hands and knees, beg for me. Beg for me. These eyes I see don't even remind me of me

mine. The next time we meet you'll have to tell my heart to beat. The next time we meet you'll have to tell me to breath. Sewing your mouth shut, I promise

in. Just to pour the hate back in. I want to see you crawl on your hands and knees, beg for me. Beg for me. These eyes I see don't even remind me of me

slit throats now you see the joke of ever believing in me. I'll be the shoulders to die on when truth doesn't set you free. Crucify me one more time just

her wishing It was me. It?s a joke played by God on you and me. A cruel act of divinity. Only dream of Winters dead leaves. Falling from Trees, falling on me

before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside. And with our hands clasped tight you'll beg me not to try, I'll do it to you before you do it to me