The Blade — Front Line Assembly

I don't think that... Any means necessary for survival Stick 'em up motherfucker... I don't think that... I don't think that the real violence has even started yet Bwahahahahah Stick 'em up motherfucker, this is a hold-up

Deep inside the angle hurts Rotation moves The amber burns

Silently your hands are tied Persuasion slowly slips inside Stretching skin it has a burn Sooner or later you will learn Perversion

Inhibitions from within The only thing we really want Is sin / skin

Are you ready to believe Are you ready to conceive

Are you ready to come Are you ready to be one Are you ready to come Are you ready to be one

The leather cracks You feel the heat A hardening pulse Is oh so sweet

The blindfold slips down To your mouth You taste the flesh It makes no sound

The blade it skins On your chest Perverse illusion Never rests Within

Any means necessary for survival

Are you ready to believe Are you ready to conceive Are you ready to come Are you ready to be one

This sado game Is now for real You suffocate With fear of pain

The blood starts running From your vein The straps are tightened For pleasured pain