Heart Of Monotony
An overly sick smile with a hint of malice at the edges.
You make me want to be a glutton for pain.
Twisted and carved, here I remain, waiting for the day where you pick up the pieces.
You have always had that wicked spark that lay down deep in your irise.
A rising threat that could only be described as seductively sinful.
With a sweep of your hand you can get any fair maidens admiration.
A swoon of pure gestation.
Persuasion comes in many forms,
Your’s just happens to be malignant.
A towering lust that consumes all of us whole.
A non-truth that breaks the spirit of the soul.
And you, watch from above with the conscience of Satan.
Not in approval or discontent, but pure apathy.
You run ragged what’s already destroyed.
You are the only thing that’s worse than that of hatred and ignominy,
You are indifference, the iciest touch in a world of fire.
Cast to stone we lie before you, every soft surface now a hardening mask.
Forget this not ’cause it will lie in the very depths of your poor, diminished soul:
You are nothing but a king with a heart of monotony.
You make me want to be a glutton for pain.
Twisted and carved, here I remain, waiting for the day where you pick up the pieces.
You have always had that wicked spark that lay down deep in your irise.
A rising threat that could only be described as seductively sinful.
With a sweep of your hand you can get any fair maidens admiration.
A swoon of pure gestation.
Persuasion comes in many forms,
Your’s just happens to be malignant.
A towering lust that consumes all of us whole.
A non-truth that breaks the spirit of the soul.
And you, watch from above with the conscience of Satan.
Not in approval or discontent, but pure apathy.
You run ragged what’s already destroyed.
You are the only thing that’s worse than that of hatred and ignominy,
You are indifference, the iciest touch in a world of fire.
Cast to stone we lie before you, every soft surface now a hardening mask.
Forget this not ’cause it will lie in the very depths of your poor, diminished soul:
You are nothing but a king with a heart of monotony.