To Hell And Back - Gorefest

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