The True Beast

(álbum: The Price Of Existence - 2006)

I creep into you fiending your
Pleasure coming next mine
Abandoned wounds are bleeding
Rotting ignorance becomes bliss
My mind is searching
My mind is fighting
My mind is thoughtless

Now
You hear it?
You hear the torture
I'm on my knees
Begging your body to wither
Don't you ignite me
This is not your time

It takes hold
This image of rapture infecting you whole
Stripped, stripped to the bone
Devoured for solace a place we both know

A door opens to show a menace
Its primal justice for this vile crime
So slowly she devours (Slave)
My perfect utterance (Slave)
Disown this penance away (Away)
For now its on me

I could not see past fury
Maintained the true beast
My instincts rupture and the motive
Has no theme
Now look into these eyes
And see the end of time

It takes hold this image of rapture
Infecting you whole
Stripped, stripped to the bone
Devoured for solace a place we both know