Become my god, he says and he waits.
With a leather hand, and a fire in his eye.
Crushed under glove, the one to choose,
You know it's no use.
He did it for you.
I was waiting for something,
A picture, that I couldn't keep.
Taste the knife on your tongue,
You see it in your sleep.
Did lovers deceive you,
Or what might leave you so cold?
Did the applause end, when parties tend to die?
I can show you what death feels like,
I can give you something to pray about.
I can be what you want me to be,
As long as it's something you can't live without.
You were waiting for something,
A picture, that you couldn't keep.
Taste the knife on my tongue,
I see it in my sleep.
Did lovers deceive you,
Or what might leave you so cold?
Did the applause end, when parties tend to die?
And so you wait, on bended knee.
In gilded cage, you're brought to me.
Hands that writhe eternally,
Hands that writhe eternally.
When parties tend to die.
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