Eyes expose the soul reflect the cold loss of control
These haunted eyes I see reflected back they confront me with desperation. Apprehension grips me, wraps me in an embrace I can't escape. I barely have the strength to lift my eyes to the glass. Searching I look for a clue that can tell me What have I done?
Screams echo in me but I cannot pin point the source. Their terror, their piercing horror. My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain. The searing anguish of change as I become.
Shaken, I take another breath. Another day but the same dread of what I have done. Metamorphose grips, corrupts me in ways I don't understand. I am horrified to see that my desires and my wants are only a lust for the pain and the terror. And this is wrong.
Screams echo in me but I cannot pin point the source. Their terror, their piercing horror. My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain. The searing anguish of change as I become.
Dark seeds form darker deeds. Dreams fueled by diseased desires. Pain is sacred. The darkness in the ever rotted core.
The feral rise, the primal abandon. The carnal release of the beast in me as I become.
These haunting eyes I see reflected back, they smile at me victoriously. I revel in the vicious fantasies created in my mind. It only serves to prime me for my time to rage. Eager, I strain to find the control. I can do what must be done.
Screams echo in me but I have now become the source. I bring terror and piercing horror. My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain. The exquisite anguish of change as I become.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
