Right in my face   I can't hear   This body has become mutilated by fear   In hunger I swallowed my tongue   My touch is a mute's scream      With an unctuous smile she used to offer redemption that was not hers to bestow   Now the flesh is moist rigor mortis as severed parts lay before me      May no-one condemn my actions   Because no-one knows my name   I don't need absolution   But only a switchblade      She's naked, deteriorated   Fast asleep in my arms   She's naked, deteriorated      Right in my face   I can't hear   This body has become mutilated by fear   In hunger I swallowed my tongue   My touch is a mute's scream      She's naked, deteriorated      May no-one condemn my actions   May no-one   No-one