The True Beast

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