Twist The Knife

I pray to vengeance on the sixth string of a guitar
And I run

I'm not a victim or a villain of a bad religion
No, I won't let him take my life
I locked his wrists into the chains of my revengeful vision
Eye for eye

Cold blood runs through my body, body
Since you cast your vendetta on me
Buried alive in the grave, I can't let you get away
Feed the feminine calling
Please stop

Twist the knife
But I will never turn away
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
Twist the knife
I'll sing it out for karma's sake
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die

I went to bed dreaming of you
And I woke up a widow
Knew I belonged inside your arms
Can't look behind me or the ghosts will only follow me home

Cold blood runs through my body, body
I can't shake this vendetta off me
Buried alive in his grave, I can't let you get away
Feed the feminine calling

Twist the knife
But I will never turn away
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die
Twist the knife
I'll sing it out for karma's sake
I would rather burn myself alive
Dancing till I die

Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die

For my final sacrifice
Leave my lovers paralyzed
Bloody beauty paradise
Dancing till I die

Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till

Till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Dancing till I die
Dancing till I die, dancing till I die, dancing till I die
Oh no
Dancing till I die