This is the greasy aroma
The broken wreck
I see the twisted hope,
strung around your neck.
This hopeless dream,
the sorted stream,
I whisper once again,
pray for the end.
*YOUR SECRET SKIN WILL SHELTER ME
YOUR SECRET SKIN CANT HIDE YOU SHAME
YOUR SECRET SKIN WILL SMELL ON ME
YOUR SECRET SKIN CANT HIDE YOUR NAME
**Once more for mre the bloody fist
Once more betrayed by your own wrist
One more rusted nail, assorted crime
One more spreading strain upon your shrine
*REPEAT
Deine verborgene Haut beschuetzt mich
Sie riecht nach mir
Kann aber weder dein Schall
noch deinen namen verbergen
**REPEAT
*REPEAT
*REPEAT
