Come and take the knife
I will show you what to do
You can trust my words

I will help to free your soul

All my life I heard these voices

Whispering sick acts of punishment
Trials to get them out of my head
Only made them more intense


Playing with a knife
Start to see fine blood-lines in my skin

Cutting deeper to the bone
Makes the blood pour in weird patterns of my pain


I push my hands onto my ears
And smash my head against the wall
Take a sad look in the mirror

Empty eyes know what comes next

Playing with a knife

Start to see fine blood-lines in my skin
Cutting deeper to the bone
Makes the blood pour in weird patterns of my pain


This is my obsession
I will never be alone

This is my obsession
Cut the pain out of myself


Pain - I welcome the pain
My only response
They´re always there

To fade them out
I hurt myself


Cut - I cut into my skin
Again and again
They´re always there

To ease the pain
I cut myself


Will this torture ever end?
Will I ever be free?
I´d like to cut too deep

To finish this poor life