EMOTIONAL ASSAULT(S) Sept. 4/85 Karl Rigelhof

Do you see your death
Reflected in my eyes
There is no place (to run)/(you can run)
There is no place (to hide)/(you can hide)

Do you feel my breath
Warm/cold against your cheek/skin
It's the last thing that you'll/will feel
The last thing that you (will) know is real

I don't feel any pain
I don't feel remorse
I don't feel anything
I'm as cold as a corpse

Do you hear your screams
Ringing in your ears
Deep into your darkest dreams
Darker than your deepest fears

Do you taste my blood
Mingling with yours
(I) give you/me my/your life/love
I/you can(not/'t) give you/me no(thing) more