Of love and lies and twisted hearts
Beauteous bodies sold as art
And yet you know you played a part
It is too late for a new start

When the master becomes the slave
Decaying in your rotting graves
And when you smell the blood you crave
You’re dead but you still misbehave

Carouse until you are content
Aroused, indulge without consent
But for them it would be torment
Have you forgotten to repent

Leaving them empty on the floor
They came knocking on heaven’s door
The things that they had to endure
Just proves how much you are impure

And yet I’m sure you don’t regret
Treating them like a worthless pet
Making them sweat, making them wet
And the next day you would forget

Taking them to a darker land
You’d have them believe it was grand
Trying to make them understand
Abandon them in a wasteland

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