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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whispering Sons
Whispering Sons
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Whispering Sons
Whispering Sons
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Dijf Sanders
Dijf Sanders
Producer

Lyrics

So here I am now, stretched out on the table I feel like I'm overdressed for the occasion Some soothing words as preparation "Are you alright? Because you seem a bit shaken" Four pairs of hands flying around with some tools "You're so pale you nearly merge with the room You will feel a sting, take a deep breath" Oh please, just bring that needle to my head and- While you're at it, can you cut me some jagged edges As you can see, this body ain't all that precious Already battered, a mere vessel Now hurry up or it will burst under pressure And be so kind as to open me up wide Tear out the filth that's piled up inside I feel sick, take a deep breath Before they bring the scalpel to my head and- Slowly Slice Cut it Out Seal me off A hissing sound Stitch me up Tightly now Slowly slice, cut it out Seal me off, a hissing sound Stitch me up tightly now Stitch me up tightly now Something in here smells horribly burned The floor is littered with liquids and dirt The headrest stained, a deep red shade I wipe off the blood that's trickling down my face I will be blessed with a beautiful scar At least now, I finally look the part I feel an itch, take a deep breath As I slowly bring my hands up to my head and-
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