Send out the invitation
Welcome death through your door
Scream out for your salvation
while you’re crippled on the floor
Next day without sedation
finds you begging for more
My slave – Punchvein
My soul – Punchvein
My flesh – Punchvein
- Punchvein
Your blood – Punchvein
Your need – Punchvein
Your death – Punchvein
- Punchvein
You grew a bit too accustomed
to the tracks in your hide
Gotta find a higher thrill
Stick the next fix in your eye
Til every artery is scourged
and you’ve disguised your pain
I will remain
Punchvein