As a ground rule, you don't get to speak at all From now on you only answer to my call The agony you experience I can and will not hide But the collateral damage is up to you to decide Talk and pain will follow Scream and pain will appear Curse and pain will come Deliverance arrives Only when you whisper the names I want to hear Detachment of lips Or cutting away red flesh Call it what you deem fit Just preparing for the file Making space, you could say For your teeth to be split Grinded Grinded to a swarf ♪ Exit is your only option The hard way of leaving The way of excruciating agony All hopes of continued life The sweet life you hoped for The most of what you had in mind Are now things that will never be Talk and pain will follow Scream and pain will appear Curse and pain will come Deliverance arrives Only when you whisper the names Detachment of lips Or cutting away red flesh Call it what you deem fit Just preparing for the file Making space, you could say For your teeth to be split