tu flourish in your disciples bringing
tu 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 tu seek from them is the starvation
And abolishment of their little souls

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

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

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

Everyone around tu their sick, their
On medication
o they will finally lose their minds

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

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

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

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