Текст Within The Ruins – Behold The Harlot
Текст:
I see the river of lies
You hide under that stone cold surface
Proudly, shrouding yourself.
Your malicious intent was masked
And an aura to match.
The perfect recipe for any fool’s demise,
Demise, any fool’s demise.
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I breathe no more
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I need no more
Like a virus with no agenda
An addiction with no reprisal.
What a tangled web you weave.
Give as much as you take,
But the taking has just begun.
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I breathe no more
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I need no more
Knowing this all good and well
I can’t stay away
‘Cause I can still smell you
On my fingers.
I still see your face
When I close my eyes.
Your face.
Lust has turned into obsession
And I want out.
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I breathe no more
Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes
I need no more
