Any change to your taste
Puts the mask upon my face
Any fly caught in the web was never best to be kept
If you want him like I want you
When we're alone it might show
Any chance that I might get
It only leads to more regrets
Insects swarm on my tongue
Let this warn anyone
Though my blood may run cold
I still need you to hold
One day I'll find empty desires
Although I bluffed endless insights
No voice could pay
For my pleasures
Ill stay by which
I have accomplished
No limb
Growing
Slithering begins
Selfish intent
Crumbling apart
No limb
Growing
Slithering begins
Selfish intent
Crumbling apart
