Текст песни Bleed Someone Dry - Taste Of Myself

Оригинальный текст песни Taste Of Myself

I’m locked inside of the walls of my psychosis
Slave to an insatiable appetite
To satisfy my obsession
The emptiness I feel inside
I can feel it in my gut, in my head
Causing me all this suffering
I cannot handle this - lust.

How this itching thirst
Is such a manic curse?

The passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more
Morbid
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh.

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh.

I’m motionless
I’m motionless
I’m crying
I feel the knife
It’s running deep down inside.

This feels so sick
A Devil’s trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself.

Deluded, so to be able to visualise
That faded, distant hope
I’ve dug my grave every f****** day
I’m so pathetic, (I’m so pathetic).

Passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more and more
Gruesome
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh.

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh.

I’m motionless
I’m motionless
I’m crying
I feel the knife
It’s running deep down inside.

This blood’s so thick
A Devil’s trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself.

And yet another fall into oblivion of my self-destruction
All that I’ve left behind
Another piece of me
Slowly devouring all the fragments of my useless flesh.

Blood runs out of my veins
All turns red
F*** it!
Make it like I’ll never get out.

The last you’ll see of me
A retching taste of evil
That sick obsessive need
This is my slaughterhouse.