Teethgrinder Sicarius
Compared to Judas you are far beyond the pale
Hollow words and indifferent acts
The sense of being isn't coming back
Betray, deceive, suffer, repeat
Bare open to me your soul
I'll show you a thousand ways to die
Phobias have become my fate
Release me from this heritage of eternal dysphoria
Escape. Escape from this anguish
You're Keeping me at bay
I know you're afraid
Betray, deceive, suffer, repeat
Bare open to me your soul
Indifferent and obsolete
May these words haunt you and push you over the edge
Think of me when your teeth meet the concrete
You were my hope for better days. Phobias have become my fate
Phobias
