Ligature Marks

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They kneel on the false altar, they eat from the lord's hand
They prey on the tired hearts, they will spit in the hand they choose to take
Always playing the victim
Always playing to kill
Always playing the victim
Always playing to kill
(When no one will)

They gnaw, they maul the crowd
They are the crowd and we can see them now
Our hands lying desperately open
Our hands lying desperately still

You think you can scare them away
You believe they'll be taken away
But make no mistake they are here to stay
Make no mistake they are here to stay

You want to hold me in sin
But can you hold me within?
You want to let it all in
I want to watch it all end

It grows it burns the flesh, I hear it now I see it now
No one to second guess, your inquisitive breath always on my neck
Everyone secretly excites you
Everyone pushing fear inside you
No warnings, just leave us here
No warnings just please us, dear

They gnaw, they maul the crowd
They are the crowd and we can see them now
Our hands lying desperately open
Our hands lying desperately still

You think you can scare them away
You believe they'll be taken away
But make no mistake they are here to stay
Make no mistake they are here to stay

You'll seize up the lust

You want to hold me in sin
But can you hold me within?
You want to let it all in
I want to watch it all end

Every second we hate, every second we hurt
You want to hold me in sin
Every second we lust, every second we love
But can you hold me within?

Every second we hate, every second we hurt
You want to let it all in
Every second we lust, every second we
I want to watch it all end