I pray to vengeance
On the sixth string of the guitar
And I run
I'm not a victim or a villain of a bad religion
No, I won't let 'em take my light
I lock these wrists into the chains of my revengeful vision
Eye for eye
Cold blood runs through my body, body
Since you cast your vendetta on me
Baby, the love in your grave
I can't let you get away
Feed the feminine calling (twist the)
Twist the knife
But I will never turn away
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
Twist the knife
I'll sing it out for karma's sake
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
I went to bed dreaming of you
And I woke up a riddle
Knew I belonged inside your arms
Can't look behind me
Or the ghouls will only follow me home, home
Cold blood runs through my body, body
I can't shake this vendetta off me
Baby, the love in his grave
I can't let you get away (oh)
Feed the feminine calling (feminine calling)
Twist the knife
But I will never turn away
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
Twist the knife
I'll sing it out for karma's sake
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
For my final sacrifice
Leave my love as paralyzed
Bloody purity paradise
Dancing till I—
Dance
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
Till
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
Till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die (dancing till I die)
Oh no, oh
