Cursed Cursed I'm lying to myself Talking in your sleep Draped in fire Just a specter
There's something wrong out there There's something wrong in here I'm running out of air Sinking to the ground
Cursed Cursed I'm dying by myself Burn me now Blood is rushing
Come back for more Suck the poison You child of God Your face is warm, my hands are cold I recognize your smell I want to wear your flesh
It's everything To myself Dies your own sin I might do anything Diet of pain, but tonight You're in the wrong skin I might do anything This is no less real Talk to your sleep