her cryptic whispers whistle through the winds
the twisting timbers beckon me within
i can't control the overwhelming urge
something that lurks inside my skin
her presence haunts my steps
i hear her whispers creep inside and down my spine
in my restless soul i find
the urge to purge this worthless life of mine
her skin stretched tight and white
i'm lost within her sight on this starlight autumn night
i can see her dead eyes as they are looking right through mine
hollowing me out from the inside
into her arms i wish to fall
my body feels foreign as her presence looms and conquers all
hold your arms around me and bleed me fucking dry
conjure this animosity in me
feels like i'm losing it all
her hands round my throat
underneath her scarlet cloak
sinful pleasures she invokes
to reap me of my soul and seed in sin we spawn sick blasphemy
the floor then opens up wide
sharp claws and wretched sounds
her lovely skin begins to peel and rot
vile visions lay before my eyes
i can hear them laugh at me
i fell for trickery and now the beast is free to plague humanity
ten thousand hands pull me to the deep
six faces in the flames their whispers make me weep
the sons of satan stare into my eyes
rise unholy serpents of deceiving
rise unholy serpents of deceiving
i helplessly witness in misery
the flames surrounding me and now i burn in regret
to lure unlucky ones into her grasp of thorns