"Writhe"

i miss the lily-white flavour of perfection
every now and then, the memories come back
of a life that wasn't meant for me
i couldn't pretend to be
one of his toys

i was born
with my hands
up the skirts
of every fucking unsuspecting angel
and i'm
not ashamed
of the voices in my head
of the villain that i am

'cause it feels good to be hated
i thrive on the loathing in your eyes
and i want god to have to watch
as i infect every one of his
precious creations with

MY DISEASE
CAN YOU FEEL IT?
WRITHE IN JOY
AS IT WHISPERS PERVERSIONS
TELLING YOU TO BELIEVE
IN ONLY THOSE WHO DECIEVE
...IN DEMONS LIKE ME

forever lost to the kingdom of the righteous
i live in darkness, exacting my revenge
beckoning to the souls
just waiting to be sold
and it's so much fun

i was born
with my hands
up the skirts
of every fucking unsuspecting angel
and i'm
not ashamed
of the voices in my head
of the villain that i am

'cause it feels good to be hated
i thrive on the loathing in your eyes
and i want god to have to watch
as i infect every one of his
precious creations with

MY DISEASE
CAN YOU FEEL IT?
WRITHE IN JOY
AS IT WHISPERS PERVERSIONS
TELLING YOU TO BELIEVE
IN ONLY THOSE WHO DECIEVE
...IN DEMONS LIKE ME