Chris Storey - The True Beast lyrics

I creep into your fiending your Pleasure coming next mine Abandoned wounds are bleeding Rotting ignorance becomes bliss My mind is searching My mind is fighting My mind is thoughtless Now You hear it? You hear the torture I'm on my knees Begging your body to wither Don't you ignite me This is not your time It takes hold This image of rapture infecting you whole Stripped, stripped to the bone Devoured for solace a place we both know A door opens to show a menace Its primal justice for this vile crime So slowly she devours (Slave) My perfect utterance (Slave) Disown this penance away (Away) For now its on me I could not see past fury Maintained the true beast My instincts rupture and the motive Has no theme Now look into these eyes And see the end of time It takes hold this image of rapture Infecting you whole Stripped, stripped to the bone Devoured for solace a place we both know