[both]
Feel the pain I feel,
and it's raptourous embrace.
Feel the pain I feel,
the darkness in my space.
Hear the laughter I hear,
mocking of those that were not.
Hear the laughter I hear,
cutting me deeper, they ought to be shot!
[peter]
The birth of a lord.
A child's eyes.
Could have lived a good.
But condemned he was,
To burn up in hell!
Lord of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh God of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh father of mine,
tell me there is another way!
[both]
I see my hands,
they are covered in crimson.
I see the knife,
and it reflects my sin.
I... mourn my loss of innocence.
I... feel the demons of rage return
I... know my heart hardens again.
I... got time to kill again!
Demon child.
Wild child.
Damned to hell!
[reena]
The birth of a Goddess.
A child's eyes.
Crimson as sin.
Could have done good.
But she threw virtue to the wind.
Goddess of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh Goddess of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh mother of mine,
tell me there is another way!
Twice Scorned - A Scratch Lyrics
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[both]
Feel the pain I feel,
and it's raptourous embrace.
Feel the pain I feel,
the darkness in my space.
Hear the laughter I hear,
mocking of those that were not.
Hear the laughter I hear,
cutting me deeper, they ought to be shot!
[peter]
The birth of a lord.
A child's eyes.
Could have lived a good.
But condemned he was,
To burn up in hell!
Lord of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh God of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh father of mine,
tell me there is another way!
[both]
I see my hands,
they are covered in crimson.
I see the knife,
and it reflects my sin.
I... mourn my loss of innocence.
I... feel the demons of rage return
I... know my heart hardens again.
I... got time to kill again!
Demon child.
Wild child.
Damned to hell!
[reena]
The birth of a Goddess.
A child's eyes.
Crimson as sin.
Could have done good.
But she threw virtue to the wind.
Goddess of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh Goddess of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh mother of mine,
tell me there is another way!
Feel the pain I feel,
and it's raptourous embrace.
Feel the pain I feel,
the darkness in my space.
Hear the laughter I hear,
mocking of those that were not.
Hear the laughter I hear,
cutting me deeper, they ought to be shot!
[peter]
The birth of a lord.
A child's eyes.
Could have lived a good.
But condemned he was,
To burn up in hell!
Lord of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh God of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh father of mine,
tell me there is another way!
[both]
I see my hands,
they are covered in crimson.
I see the knife,
and it reflects my sin.
I... mourn my loss of innocence.
I... feel the demons of rage return
I... know my heart hardens again.
I... got time to kill again!
Demon child.
Wild child.
Damned to hell!
[reena]
The birth of a Goddess.
A child's eyes.
Crimson as sin.
Could have done good.
But she threw virtue to the wind.
Goddess of mine,
why must I suffer?
Oh Goddess of mine,
I do this for you!
The nails in my hand,
the blood from my cuts,
the tattered soul.
Oh mother of mine,
tell me there is another way!