You say you’re not afraid to die
But take off the armor ’round your chest
What’s left inside?

Lye-luh-lion licking your blade
Do you really bleed if it washes away?
Take a ride, rough as you can
Tell you a secret, right as your dogs are closing in

I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin
I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin

Tell me the walls are closing in
Into the fire and born again
Taste the pain and drink it in
I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin

(Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade)
(One seat on a throne, one foot in the grave)
(Lou-louder the moth then the bigger the flame)
(Do you really bleed if it washes away?)

(Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade)
(Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade)
(One seat on a throne, one foot in the grave)
(Don’t tell me you bleed if it washes away)

I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin

Tell me the walls are closing in
Into the fire and born again
Taste the pain and drink it in
I like it when the bite marks
(Bite marks, bite marks)
I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin