The lust hidden
beneath its surface
is nothing more than yet another lie
Now I can tell you the truth
and watch things flow until they die
We’re made of the same flesh
I see mine, as well as your most hidden side
Pity and empathy have become my place
The lust hidden beneath its surface
We’re made of the same flesh
The lust unveiled to our hearts
is the smug yell
of a thousand soulless worms
Everything around us falls
and suddenly becomes mine
The lust hidden beneath its surface