Bite the Pain - 1996 Demos

Look down at the body
 You may see no trace of wounds
 In the eye, the eye of the beholder
 One cannot, assume
 Not a drop of blood is drawn
 But you know how it bleeds
 Beware of the sharp edged weapon
 Called human being
 It is a shield of passion
 And strong will
 From this I am the victor
 Instead of the kill
 I will not feed your hunger instead
 I bite the pain
 Looking not back but forward
 I bite down
 Try to cover up the trail of deceit
 And daggers spawned from your soul
 Acid the tears of remorse flow in vain
 Too late for regrets
 Save it for the next ill fated game
 It is a shield of passion
 And strong will
 From this I am the victor
 Instead of the kill
 I will not feed your hunger instead
 I bite the pain
 Looking not back but forward
 I bite down