Who the hell are you to tell me

What to do, why to do, why bother

Leech in a mask of virtue

Such waste, to ever think of you again



Hey Judas, your Christess was our love

Hit and run, your will be done

Never sorry, never wrong

More more more more more



Master passion greed



"Hello. How are you?

Let me explain one thing

All for her and more for me

Why is it so hard to see?

I see no sense in doing this

Not enough for me

I fuck up everything but let me explain."



Some day you shall flee

Panting and weak



Master passion greed



All within me gone but pain and hope

Hoping that the pain would fade away



Greed, your master passion

I Feed the mouth that bites me

Mammon, opiate of the masses

The reek of your lies draws flies



Seek her

Seduce her

Tame her

Blame her

Have her

Kill her

Feast on it all



With awakening the tears will begin

To my everlasting shame silence took me