A dark star on the left hand path A revelation long since left for dead There's a sleeping bear in the bed you made An elephant in an unmarked grave A sacriface to a long lost cause Little dorothy is staying put in oz
Come taste my darkness And tell me how you feel Take a look inside me And tell me what you see
Such a precious piece of trash Slowing down is such a painful way to crash Like feeding twice twice from a well bitten hand Spilt milk and honey from a foreign land
Come taste my darkness And tell me how you feel Take a look inside me And tell me what you see
The sound of perdition
Come taste my darkness And tell me how you feel Take a look inside me And tell me what you see
The sound of perdition The sound of perdition The sound of perdition
