t know what you do When you're on your own, Soak in the sex and greed, Enjoy this while you can It's coming back I saw you walk away, Right through
Bag Sprayer When Rigor Mortis Is Reached Testosterone Is At Its Top I'm A Necrotic Succubi The Plague Of Men When All Of You Are Dead You Shall Be My
FILTH AND IT'S PUPPET STRINGS I WILL HAVE NONE ACCEPT, YE ARE GODS ALL YE ANGELS OF LIGHT THE CHRIST THAT YOU SEEK HAS BETRAYED THE ANSWERS YOU HOLD
but no more freaks Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from me And just like grim ascension prophecies My revenge, carved deep, will be A grisly plot
Eye of Horus is Upon You Searching You Consuming You Setting you on Fire Burning you To Ashes Unemi The Devouring Flame Consumes You Sekhmet The Blasting
is what you see in me. Track to the city filth that lies below When I?m with you the street are fields where flowers grow You look pretty in every stitch you
learn how to feel that shit... If you're feelin with me, then you're dealin with filth If you can barely hear it then you need to go [Hook x2] [Chorus
to be seen On the same basis, your friends and you fiends One detailed overlooked A flaw in your design Your hands forever hooked In filth you rise
you smoke it, but you won't get high, off this note Have you upped Billy up like coccaine? You thought you could reign? But all you did was throw mad
