The wet paper of my skin that boils and blisters is torn again Behind the sunken breath that slows this bleeding heart inside my chest There's nothing left to fear but death, my dear That is all that's left Behind a bleeding heart The dagger, the teeth Take it if you want You'll hear nothing from me Behind a bleeding heart The dagger, the teeth Take it if you want You'll hear nothing from me The years I blood let The years I blood let The wet paper of my skin you lick and seal your message in Behind the sunken breath that slows this bleeding heart inside my chest There's nothing left to fear but death, my dear That is all that's left The years I blood let The years I blood let Behind a bleeding heart The dagger, the teeth Take it if you want You'll hear nothing from me Behind a bleeding heart The dagger, the teeth Take it if you want You'll hear nothing from