I've read your prophecy, predicted your lies your arrogance comes with no surprise perfect deception, it shows in your eyes ruthless and cold until the day that you die
embrace the shadows cause you're already dead now lace the gown comprehensively red a perfect circle of the ones you deceive you keep them silent, shallow, numb and naive
thank the evil inside, thank your ignorant pride thank the wrong you have done feel as if you have won but now you must prepare for the low it's time for you to reap what you sow
you are infected, sick, in denial your warped illusions keeps my soul on trial so called devotion, drained my silent tears blinded and shackled by imaginary fears