The taste of flesh, on the lips of vengeance. You're heartless soul.
Without repentance. The smell of skin, on desire and lust.
Understanding now, there is no trust.
We slip into decline. Can you see inside my mind? I knew there'd be
no warning. This December Morning. This is now my time. I'm leaving
you behind. Another day is dawning. This December morning.
Turn the lights down low, let the candles melt. You have no one to
blame, except yourself. From me you'll feel, no more compa**ion.
Nothing here, can change what's happened.