Asphyxiate (Genitorturers)

Your first encounter with the ones who made you Your senses low, yur pleasures grow Feel a chance to taste their disease White hands sew up the deed Invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real And to dream all is real Another limb to lift the skin, press open Hands wide open Lick your wounds and come inside Lick your wounds and come inside With your hand wide open With your hands wide As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! Your last encounter with the ones who made you sin Till the dust hit you skin Your pleasures know their wager grow You lust to feel again Lick you wounds and come inside Hands wide open With you hands wide open Close your hands and come inside With your hands white! Friend…So this leads us to the end! As the cord pulls tighter, face is bleeding whiter and whiter! Your life burns dimmer now! As the cord pulls tighter, spots in hell burn brighter and brighter! By our will, you tied yourself! As the cord pulls tighterLife burns quicker now, with a second hand