In this doll house I conceive and eat the mortal souls of my witnesses
Purging on the rotting floorboards, making a testimony of my destruction
I drink these words like poison, the bitter, sour taste of my defeat
Creeping through this place of unrest, as stagnant chill pervades the walls
Where my nightmares come and bow down at my feet, and beg for mercy
The once inhabited rooms torn up in a victims last attemptsÃ‚Â to get away
I lick my lips at such a thought. As my bloodied teeth forever stained.
Wanting to reek havoc on the innocent, to wipe the looks off their faces
I drink their screams with a cup full of tears
Feeling you watch my every move, disturbed in a good way
Think before you embarrass me for you'll lose what's left of your pathetic life Ironically your passion engulfs me then suddenly you are gone.