The Hunt
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A transparent heart can't hide it's blackest wish
Even blood
Pounding deceit
Only makes your motives clearer
Your scheme to conceal the desire may be wise
But I can still see lust hidden in your famished eyes
Now that you've she'd your skin
You suppose it's time to feed
Well I won't be your submissive prey
I've tamed my share of beasts
Now that you've she'd your skin
Don't assume it's time to feed
Suspicion is the blood that lingers on the meat
A transparent heart can't hide it's blackest wish
Even blood
Pounding deceit
Only makes your motives clearer
Your scheme to conceal the desire may be wise
But I can still see lust hidden in your famished eyes
Love is often gilded with a glaze of deceitful bliss to hide the darkness underneath
It's not what it seems
It's not what it appears to be
Suspicion is the blood that lingers on the meat
The more you devour
The more you crave the taste of the life you profess to care for
You will remain a slave to your own satisfaction
Until you drain the starvation from your eyes and see that I too know how to kill
I will fucking kill
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