Story of how this love kills. A warning of who SHE is. |
There is something so sinister about a heartbeat As she makes her way in Away from prying eyes Careful, to never be seen But first, she takes you in at the eyes Adorned with such beauty such grace Making her way in quickly To corrupt and damage the mind Then and then a message is sent you see Striking the very heart Making her way into the veins So very secretively and passionately As she flows through your blood She seeks to take your life But all you know She is your first love Whispering those sweet nothings in your ear Telling you it's all alright The world is yours And there is, definitely, nothing to fear So you buy in to the secrets of her kiss Tasting so delicately The ambrosial fruit Flowing, ever so sweetly, from her deep, red and full lips You follow her onto her bed Where rose petals lie about And the fragrance of her beauty Blinds you from your own death In the throws of your apetites You are wholly hers She has you in her hands About to turn out your lights You have no idea what's about to happen So blindly so foolishly You let Sin in Playing with her, loving her, now she is your end... There is somethig so sinister about a hearbeat When Sin makes her way in Away from prying eyes Careful to kill, without being seen... |