A transparent heart can't hide it's blackest wish Even blood Pounding deceit Only makes your motives clearer Your scheme to conceal the desire may be wise But I can still see lust hidden in your famished eyes Now that you've she'd your skin You suppose it's time to feed Well I won't be your submissive prey I've tamed my share of beasts Now that you've she'd your skin Don't assume it's time to feed Suspicion is the blood that lingers on the meat A transparent heart can't hide it's blackest wish Even blood Pounding deceit Only makes your motives clearer Your scheme to conceal the desire may be wise But I can still see lust hidden in your famished eyes Love is often gilded with a glaze of deceitful bliss to hide the darkness underneath It's not what it seems It's not what it appears to be Suspicion is the blood that lingers on the meat The more you devour The more you crave the taste of the life you profess to care for You will remain a slave to your own satisfaction Until you drain the starvation from your eyes and see that I too know how to kill I will fucking kill