| Your mind’s an engine |
| That drives a wheel |
| A wheel that burns in the flesh |
| Like flesh on hot steel |
| I wanna make you suffer, I wanna make you feel |
| I wanna make you feel so bad |
| You’d even kill yourself to heal |
| No more |
| Now things have changed nothing remains the same |
| Once you were the proud, the gift, the son |
| Of your father’s game. I wanna make you listen |
| To the words I found to hold your throat |
| And see you scream without a sound. |
| No more |
| Your hands are shakin, I’ll make you dance |
| Further on now, kiss the devil’s romance |
| Hate me, love me, I hate you, love…? |
| I’ll use my hands and transform you |
| Into pieces I will tear you |
| Never had the will to bring you down |
| But now that I’m strong as you |
| I’d like to beat you to the ground |
| I’m feeling better |
| And wish that you could see |
| How I’m doing the same old things you did to me |