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Disinfected and Abused (Live) - Lyrics

From the deep dark pits of my insanity
I sit waiting for you to come for me
I swear I recognise you
From something shiny I used to know

It's said beneath this second skin
Lies a person free of sin
And although I think they lied to me
There's nothing else I can believe

They said I died, they say I'm dead
Visions of this run through my head
Beneath the soil they piled on me
I wash my hands until they bleed

Deep beneath this destructive hue
Lies a person of virtue
Who wants to see the light of day
And preys to no-one again and again

I lost my faith in the human race
With visions of strange, familiar faces
I cannot place this silver chain
It seemed I'd never see it again

Disinfected and Abused
Remorseful and so confused
Would I have died if I'd not used
The line that delivered me from truth?

Just another corpse, just another day
Just another corpse, just another grave

You tell me so many stories
Of battles won and your glory
Pay to play and nothing's free
Your ignorance astounds me

Poised upon a knifes' edge
It's nearly time for supper
But eating your own flesh
It seems is just the beginning

And he smiled as he finished his supper
Safely fed and ready for bed.
Never mind the bloodstains on your sheets
That's what comes of eating raw meat.

Knives and forks
Knives and forks
Knives and forks

I broke so many hearts,
And slit so many throats
All for the pleasure of pain
And the remorse that I'd feel

So soon it will be your turn
To lay upon the bed I made
And when the fire burns me
I'll laugh so hard I explode

Wait for your turn in the sun
As I crush your time away
The fight for my life is over,
And all that's left is my cold blood.

The habit of eating my fill
Has come to haunt my nights
When will you see over this?
When I throw you to the wall?

From the deep dark pits of my insanity
I sit waiting for you to come for me
I swear I recognise you
You're a person I used to know

I guess it's time to shed this skin,
And find the one that lies within
And hope that what we can see
Is something more than fantasy

But worlds away a telephone call
Breaks her from pictures on the wall
She turns to face her brother's end
And realised all this never happened.

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