Shed the demons from my breath
With every word I said
Aloud
Cold nights show the walking dead
With strangers lying in my bed
And regrets running through my head

Black Tongue
Moves the words around in my mouth
My heart
Wants the words to come out
My head
Knows what the words are about
Black Tongue
You wag about
But now I'm going to cut you out

Sinners are always yearning for salvation
All they need is an invitation
To be saved
From games I don't really want to play
Instead of leaving out the door I just stay
To let you walk on my grave
To **** me in every way