Heroin Fingers - Disembodied

Merciless death how you love your precious guilt

How you pathetically hold on to your insignificant martyrdom

The sweet taste of your fresh victims veins coursing through you

I can feel it getting stronger, I can feel your cold embrace

On my lifeless body

Can you save me from my suffering?

Can you save me?

Can you save me?

Can you save me?

Can you save me?

Can you save me?

Can you save me?

I feel you but I can’t see you, I can’t see you

Your cold embrace, your translucent presence, a kiss of death

Adorned with sick sadistic pleasure that makes me stronger

That makes me stronger, that makes me stronger, that makes me stronger

Can you save me from my suffering?

Can you save me from my feelings?

Can you, can you save me?

Can you save me?

It only makes me stronger, it only makes me stronger

It only makes me stronger, it only makes me stronger

Reaping my final vengeance upon your soul