Soaked in superstitions Prayers doused in black and set ablaze A piss gold sky opened up for the storm A birthing of a union of malaise In gutters lined with spit I lay in wait Gnawing at the thrill of finding home Entrapment of a passion led by fate A scorched and lust lorn path forever roamed This sickness, ageless torment Fueled by appetence for endless conquest A constant yearning for the taste of the catch The wolf waits patient for the perfect attack Commitment to complications A lecherous boiling plot, a binding glue The cries of demise muffled deep beneath the claws- God is fictitious, heaven is you Entrenched in salivation A torment welcomed warm with fascination A palette refined in tortures design The sickly sweet of chasing domination This sickness, ageless torment Fueled by appetence for endless conquest A constant yearning for the taste of the catch The wolf waits patient for the perfect attack Commitment to complications A lecherous boiling plot, a binding glue The cries of demise muffled deep beneath the claws- God is fictitious, heaven is you Systematic deceptions A feral comprehension of creation Poised for this entagled affair of selfless indulgence Destroy the tame nature of calculation Sink deep inside this alpha stage This deluge of satisfaction