Once again I am drowning...

in this lake of betrayal and lies



So who are you to speak,

when they have already tightened the grip?

The creations of ones destiny.



and meanwhile I drown,

in the corners of your eyes.



To be the saddest of sins (would you be?)

Carry me to the fields of lust,

as you stand here withering I feel so alive.



My soul has been sacrificed

to the