Dressed in blood, ancient love
An addict's sacrifice, one last stand
Against the intervention of heavy hands
Henna and rose water
And blood mixed in sand
Left to rust, this dangerous touch
Reminds me, live again
Defines my contusions, these bruises
Mark my words, a world of hurt
To remind me, give in
I suffer these illusions
A paranoiac's dream
A pyromaniac's scene
I've burned everything
Because I love these ashen moments
The silence unfolding
Dreams, the rising chorus of
Screams, she reaches deep
A blood-soaked hand holds
What's left of me
Dressed in scars, a shattered heart
But this won't be the death of me
An addict's last drag
Between the gutters and buried
Memories, I sing these songs
To forget me, these lyrics let me
Fall to sleep, where
Your oversaturated world can collect me
Transport me, distort me
Make me believe
I believe in nothing now
But the next fix, the next hit
The last breath has always been
My best, I've practiced my goodbyes
So many nights, I can't deny
The price to live
The life I give
Is nothing, and everything
One last dance
This is it, you can't take
My habits, you can't take
The hit, this is it
The stars, the scars
The wounds drawn careless
Across my heart, you call it art
The desire that tears me apart
This is it, you can't take it
This is my burden to carry
My satyriasis.
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