Come to me you could taste much worse
But the lust is too much
You would rather make love to your curse
The life you lead is caustic
You are falling for the same trick
You are falling and will never stand
Running towards the end, no thoughts about it
Breathe me in let me soak into you
You will feel me
Understand what you have is not love
You will feel me
I will rain down from above
You will feel me
Your skin will shrivel your mind will rot
You will pay no attention to what I have taught
You will lose me
I am not god, I am not Man
I am nothing but a plan