at the gates lyrics never fail to amuse me

My veins they are open and yours to fill
The beast of my sins ain’t easy to kill

My intellect bund
My will amputated
It’s a sweet little need
Your need to be hated

Ugly, drugged and fevered, By bitterness warped
Your beauty rages through my veins, Declaring war

Drowning in love, by bitterness warped
Stab your darkness into me
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core
I see a truth you cannot see

As smooth as the skin
The skin of fire
I’m at the mercy of urges
You’re my funeral dyre

to remain objective, to a closer call

secretly rejected, into mediocrity fall