Prick Lyrics

Bacchae Prick

I'll kill him
He hurted you
He haunts you still
Like fire, bacteria
He burns your will

Hour after hour
The bottom of the bottle
The rattle of your keys
As they're falling on the floor

You can never drown it
Make the taste erase itself
The memory continues
Even though you're not a child

I'll kill him
He hurted you
He haunts you still
Like fire, bacteria
He burns your will

Royals trapped in towers
A knight is coming after
The shackles of the sheets
When the night is looming near

In your thoughts he breaks you
But in my dreams we crush him
The shadow of the loser falls;
You're running up that hill

I'll kill him
He hurted you
He haunts you still
Like fire, bacteria
He burns your will