Letras
Raised in Satan's dark keep of vows
Soul stitched shut with quiet sutures
I learned the rack disguised as care
A seal of thorns upon my wrist
Swear off the flame, swear off the pain
Stand where you said, don't go again
I date demons raised by Satan
You walk that path, you call fated
Scars run deep, I need not show
We see your scars hidden below
I know the secret pains I crave
I point her where that pain still waits
Pillory talk that counts my sins
She calls and mercy, sets the wheel
Swear off the flame, swear off the pain
Stand where you're set, don't go again
I keep my soul in bindings tight
Just loose the knots, step into the light
They flow like bruises sealed inside
You call it safe and choose to hide
Not bound to demon, bound to hell
Unbind, unspool, be well
To pleasures forged there, I am held
Loosen the old heart spell
With my soul I welcome the pain
Turn to the kinder way
Oh, my sweet labyrinth of pain