post mortem beauty queen come on baby play dead for me you're my sole obsession, the inception of my descent I screamed i loved you, As that needle
pictures in my mind Reflect their images, it's meaning less The radiance The radiance, it's meaningless The radiance, it's meaningless The radiance, it
my savior Martyred in your heartless name The detriment was much too profound for you To mend my wounds sweetly with your blackened kiss My heart you've bled it
and grace But it was consequence, just promise to light my way But it was consequence, come on, just promise to light my way But it was consequence,
be no tomorrow, tomorrow He'd take such comfort in knowing We'll never see the another day For their degeneration mankind Will finally know what it means
And so it erodes from my septum to a numbed aorta Yet I longed to run as I watched you grow smaller And finally fade into the long perspective This time
skin And the unbecoming nature in which it clenched your mind Was it I who thrust the blade through your back rethink this question For it was you who
as you always did And force my stomach to purge the words I might have eaten In a victorious feat of self indulgence I simply lost my head again I lost it
pig's head It's the way she looks at me Possesses me to collect the head of anyone Collect the head of those who look her way It's the way her whispers
always be the only one who feels like home And yet the seasons change and with it does your charm Summer's end has come and with it misery Yet I wait
Words like violence break the silence Come crashing in, into my little world Painful to me, pierce right through me Can't you understand, oh my little
the blackest hearts We are all heirs to the morning star Disheartening, isn't it To find that man is inherently perverse Disheartening, isn't it That
It dies today Distance me from traditional society Carve the layer from your skin That coats all that which we see Break tradition Break away Fuck tradition It dies
loss and personal sacrifice Spiteful words in chords and melodies This abuse holds true Still nothing can escape through the worst of it all Or just
chance for reconnection Your chance for this redemption You'll be free at last Wrists unbound, it's in your hands... now Your wrists unbound, it's in
I'm calling last call You're still intoxicating Lies and deceit used like a fist (of cowardice) Cornered and battered You'll burn every bridge before
It's your vaccant stare and amorous gaze Nothingness of your world consumes Expressing the vile abandonment All that is precious and good Has it been
slow fear still creeping in Invasive and persuasive like a whisper softly convincing me to move on Lay waste to all the tangible explanations Nothing's as it