Within The Ruins - Behold the Harlot lyrics

I see the river of lies you hide under that stone cold surface proudly, shrouding yourself Your malicious intent was masked with a pleasant smile, vicious beauty and an aura to match The perfect recipe for any fools demise, demise, any fools demise Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes I breathe no more Yes I miss the caress of her tender skin and demon eyes I need no more like a virus with no agenda, an addiction with no reprisal What a tangled web you weave Give as much as you take, but the taking has just begun Knowing this all good and well I cant stay away cause I can still smell you on my fingers I still see your face when I close my eyes Your face Lust has turned into obsession and I want out