I die inside
As long as the truth hides
I'm paralyzed
Trust is fiction
Your blood It bends
To the labyrinth of no end
And all we are
Is nothing from nowhere
The hymn of the lizard shrieks
Hear the echoes of disciples
Skin to skin
Blood to bone
A rhetoric carved in the malice stone
Skin to skin
Flesh wrapped throne
Ingest the poison in which you hone
Vampires exist
They prey throughout the night
They drain
Victims
As part of currency
Keep your hands off me
Your eyes off mine
Your love is vulgar
And I'm not your prize
A bird without a voice
A rat without a spine
I've killed all my demons
And you're next in line
I will prove you
To be so much
Less than
You perceive
I will prove you
To be so much
Less than
You perceive
I will prove you
To be so much
Less than
You perceive
I will prove you
To be so much less
Cloyed by the fire
Invoked martyrdom
Subjected in the deepest
Filth of your faith
Your footsteps are ashes
Your trail bares no life
I'm sick of your bullshit
Now swallow my knife
Keep your hands off me
Your eyes off mine
Your love is vulgar
And I'm not your prize
A bird without a voice
A rat without a spine
I've killed all my demons
And you're next in line
