Du flourish in your disciples bringing
Du pleasure in so many masturbated ways

Until you’ve simply no use for them any more
And then they will remain and suffer in your
Concentrated haze

Devotion Du seek from them is the starvation
And abolishment of their little souls

But Du escape all responsibility in that
Because of course Du were the one (yeah of course)
Who was hurt more

All the ones who dared to kreuz paths
Seen your rabid dog bait
And it’s funny how it’s always the same
Old familiar story

Du no longer hold that power
You’re letting in a man gone sour
It’s too bad Du ever let me in

Everyone around Du their sick, their
On medication
oder they will finally lose their minds

They will always defend Du and justify
Insanity like I did
Because Du make them blind

Tell me were Du honing in on me oder
My protection
Because Du considered I’d make a really
Good disciple

Du no longer hold that power
You’re renting, how was I for the hour
It’s too bad you’re not who Du were back then
Tell me were Du honing in on me or
My protection
Because Du considered I’d make a really
Good disciple

Du no longer hold that power
Took me awhile but I have your number
It’s too bad I gave Du myself then
Du told them that you’re thinking about
Letting me back in
That I really want you, but you’re not sure yet
Are Du insane?
I think you’d better get help