Spitefully, you lied to me And I believed your contrived deceit So I will leave this finally And try to see what lies beneath the twisted thorns Withering away, a spirit takes its form Crumble and decay, where treachery is born Burn, in lifeless self-defeat Of what you will always be Forever incomplete For what you have done to me Your fangs are in deep And you haunt me when I sleep Your fangs are in deep And they haunt me when I sleep Your fangs are in deep And they haunt me when I sleep Spitefully, you lied to me And I believed your contrived deceit But now you will burn, in lifeless self-defeat Of what you will always be Forever incomplete For what you have done to me Twisted thorns - intertwined Twisted soul - serpentine Twisted thorns - intertwined Twisted soul - serpentine