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!"