You say you’re not afraid to die But take off the armor ’round your chest What’s left inside? Lye-luh-lion licking your blade Do you really bleed if it washes away? Take a ride, rough as you can Tell you a secret, right as your dogs are closing in I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin Tell me the walls are closing in Into the fire and born again Taste the pain and drink it in I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin (Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade) (One seat on a throne, one foot in the grave) (Lou-louder the moth then the bigger the flame) (Do you really bleed if it washes away?) (Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade) (Lou-louder the bark and the bigger the blade) (One seat on a throne, one foot in the grave) (Don’t tell me you bleed if it washes away) I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin Tell me the walls are closing in Into the fire and born again Taste the pain and drink it in I like it when the bite marks (Bite marks, bite marks) I like it when the bite marks cut through the skin