In the Splendor of Mutilation Lyrics

Tormented soul full of pain
in search for pleasure,
an escape from the chains
of a mortal weak body.

A blade sharp and cutting
as the cold that comes from my mind,
as cold as it comes from my cruelty,
as cold as it comes from my pain.

I desire that knife
I desire it on me,
I want to feel the rush on my skin,
waiting for the moment
when it will be the master of my essence.

Cut me! In the splendor of mutilation
my anguish will perish.
Penetrate me!
Your blade will be my salvation,
save me from my madness,
save me,
save me from myself.

I devour the pleasure of tour steel,
regeneration in blood.
I enjoy the pain you give me,
so intense free my soul.
So sweet so gentle
it's all so clear now.