So you say I betrayed you, well ain't that a bitch.
Did you ever once ask youself why?
She whispered secrets to me that you made her swear
she would never once speak.

By God! What a beautiful thing to behold.
A scene of submissive perversion.
Complete in devotion. A frozen moment of hell.
Pressurize it and savor the taste.
It lingers. The taste of failure

I drink. Drown.

The whiskey burns away the pain.
A liquid clarity.
Through absolute corruption
I reach a peace inside - I know what's mine.

It's a redneck treasure it comes with the blood.
And we pass it on down.
Still you can't understand what you could have had -
'til you lose it for good.
Baptized exhumed
Nothing compares.

I drink. Drown.

The whiskey burns away the pain.
A liquid clarity.
Through absolute corruption
I reach a peace inside - I know what's mine.

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Writer(s): ANDERS MARTIN BJOERLER, JONAS FREDRIK BJOERLER, PATRIK JENSEN, PER MOELLER JENSEN, PETER WILHARD INGVAR DOLVING