Текст песни Breathe The Jackal

Ten thousand bodies entangled in a strange room A formless struggle leaves a question of demise And as a handful of lies is a weapon As dignity confused with pride Tie me up and let the dogs in This kind of sympathy attracts me no longer This kind of tenderness suits me no more Designed to harvest, i feed on tamed warmth Constructed envy, i've adapted a cold Tie me up and let the dogs in