Fallen Sex Appeal

Fallen sex appeal
Polish, Shine and Gloss
Bringing forth attraction
Which will eventually end in loss

A pale, perfect body
Giving more than it receives
Engulfed by rose and thorn
I can't help feeling it was decieved

Pathetic causes of loss
Through all the glamour and gloss
Moving on to worse things
Entrance for the wasps sting

Living for the immortal tree
Drinking from the poisoned bottle
Causing it to penetrate into your deepest thoughts
And this is going full throttle?

In the end you are causing your slavery
Your starvation
And your death