Blood and Teeth

A knife soaked in honey, so I can't taste the blood You carved into my teeth the symbols of your love And cursed the spirit on my tongue (Carve me up) (Carve me up) You're speaking in languages so foreign to me Unfamiliar words, but I understand what they mean Your curse, my spirit, my Hell, your Eden Blasphemy, you reject all that I'll ever be The piercing never goes deep enough But I submit myself to the blade just the same I'm still so close to death, I can feel its sting The razor's edge, so uncompromising The razor's edge, so uncompromising A thousand cuts for the thousandth time, my wounds all reopening So carve me up A knife soaked in honey, so I can't taste the blood You carved into my teeth, the symbols of your love (The symbols of your love) My curse (So carve me up) I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up A knife soaked in honey, so I can't taste the blood You carved into my teeth the symbols of your love (The symbols of your love) My curse I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up I can't taste the blood So carve me up, so carve me up, so carve me up (This isn't Hell quite yet) Just let it fucking end, drive the knife into my skin Your curse upon my spirit, my Hell is your Eden (This isn't Hell quite yet, this isn't Hell quite yet) So much fucking blood, as if it wasn't enough So much blood So much blood So much blood So much fucking blood