Any change to your taste Puts the mask upon my face Any fly caught in the web was never best to be kept If you want him like I want you When we're alone it might show
Any chance that I might get It only leads to more regrets Insects swarm on my tongue Let this warn anyone
Though my blood may run cold I still need you to hold One day I'll find empty desires Although I bluffed endless insights
No voice could pay For my pleasures
Ill stay by which I have accomplished No limb Growing Slithering begins Selfish intent Crumbling apart
