Innocent child, how you thought you knew me, understood my ways, my dark needs, the hunt is not the thrill I'm after, I want the kill, the conquest, to be your master, wrap your arms around my pale skin, it's too late to back out you're in, on your knees and praise your new lord, deeper now, and here's your reward, take me to bed and rip me apart...Close your eyes, open your mind, who do you blame, you're not the only one, on your knees, who do you please, who do you feed until I find another one...

Such a wretched waste of time- such a fool to be so blind- serpents hide behind your eyes- and I'm their prey tonight- Here we go another game- designed to butcher someone's brain- is that emotion I see feigned?- all reason's lost on the insane- Sincerity has not been found- beneath your self appointed crown- these bitter tears in which I drown- will soon be yours to drag you down- Can we end this mind fuck please, your treachery's beyond belief- must you bring us to our knees with your psychopathic tendencies?- Please be gone and rest assured I see you as you are, perverse- with all your lies and empty words- I fear for you there is no cure.

You'll never understand, the meaning in the end, we're standing at the gate, you'll meet the darker fate, your purity and rage, your passion and your hate, you promised more than bliss, with your God and with your kiss, I'm on my knees, I beg your mercy, my soul is my loss, I'm well hung from your cross, Take me, take me in your arms my love and rape me, don't hide behind your rage I know you love me, and always will, you're my possession, of that my love there really is no question, don't hide behind your rage I know you love me and always will, my better half it's true has seen the darker side of you, innocence stripped away, at least I've the brighter fate...

Deep in this blackened void, the space that used to be my soul no ray of light no hope has shown there in the darkened cold. In time memories and pain will fade and disappear they must, but not until this mortal being has turned to scattered dust- You cannot judge what you don't understand take the blade from the child's hand all the petty lies and the jealous whores matter little and leave me bored- Repent, Remorse- Revenge- why don't you just crucify me, nail me to a cross and bite and scratch and make me scream if that will get you off- You say a fall from grace would suit me well, well you can crawl straight back to Hell, fear not to lie, it will seem a sharper hit nor to blaspheme it will pass for wit- Repent, Remorse, Revenge.