Sink into death
Sink into wine, my love
This seamstress weaves her web
To catch the sweetest dove
My doe, the path you walk
Is ill-lit and slender
And though the virgin lives in your heart
Be sure I have claws to rend her
I mock you in your sleep
I am that painful tread of your every waking moment
Eat of my flesh, drink of my scalding crimson
And all the fetid deeds you swore never to perform?
Well, you're in The Doghouse now
All those vile deeds will be the norm
Drink deep, my friend
Drink down this liquid dust
Feel the teeth of my grinning mouth
In your gut at every thrust
I'll cake your face with paint
Tint your lips and your sex red
I'll teach you to smile through the sobs
With your hand out and with your legs spread
I mock you in your sleep
I am that painful tread of your every waking moment
Eat of my flesh, drink of my scalding crimson
And all the fetid deeds you swore never to perform?
Well, you're in The Doghouse now
All those vile deeds will be the norm
♪
Shhh, sink into sleep
But never find rest
Just keep breathing deeply through
Every vile caress of your breast
My doe, the path you walk
Is ill-lit and slender
And though the virgin lives in your heart
Be sure I have claws to rend her
♪
And all the fetid deeds you swore never to perform?
Well, you're in The Doghouse now
All those vile deeds will be the norm
Oh! You are in The Doghouse now
All those vile deeds will be the norm, hey!