Sight for Sore Eyes

Sight for sore eyes
 Bending my pinky back
 Raw hide, loose skin
 Take it off
 It's worthless
 Let's go hunting
 Kill, kill, kill
 Prey for sport
 What a thrill, thrill, thrill
 Romeo and Juliet
 As foolish as young lovers get
 Orbit through their dark desires
 Passion kills what death admires
 I'll hover
 Just above the clouds
 I'm never ever coming down
 I know what's waiting far below
 Flowers decay, as diseases grows
 I know you'll never be pleased
 Until I'm begging on bloodied knees
 I know you'll never be pleased
 Until I'm begging on bloodied knees
 Conducting the dirge, percussion
 Strings and brass
 Orchestrating chaos, the blueprints of black mass ritual
 Stinging the hide
 At the end of the lash
 I'm the teacher's pet
 At the head of the class
 Such a sacrifice
 Learning to blend in
 Unwanted burden
 Immaculate possession
 Is this what life's become?
 Hiding bodies and playing dumb
 I'm no fun anymore
 Can't hold a conversation
 I'm left so empty, a black hole
 Tired and uninspired
 I just want to sleep forever
 I know you'll never be pleased
 Until I'm begging on bloodied knees
 I know you'll never be pleased
 Until I'm begging on bloodied knees
 Sight for sore eyes!"