FIrST ScEne

When your moon is thick with that evil sin
subtle words play across your grotesque grin

an shell have me once
shell have me twice
just cause shes knows she can
cause I\'m to weak to fight

the bed clothes lined with indiscretions
i don\'t want to be here but i fear your reactions

just like the rest
your leeching of the my trust
just like the rest
your feeding your lust