Fake
Honesty from you is an impossability
Succubus
Bleed a victim dry then plant your seed
Harpy
The song that you sing makes the ears bleed
Talent
Play the wounded bird for the willing
Open eyes now realize you're nothing but a demon insude
Play your game drive men insane
Weak to the floor a sacrifice unto the Whore
And with a final blow they'll breathe no more
Heartless
And when the money stops flowing you're out the door
Victim
You'll play the victim on this side no more
I can still taste your Evil in Me
Fate
It was through my Faith I recieved your hate
Suffering
I cannot resist your bludgeoning
Dry your eyes just come inside
Just one more time befor I die
I need this from you even if it's not true
The Venom's too stron to resist you
Heartless
And when the money stops flowing you're out the door
Victim
You'll play the victim on this side no more
I can still taste your Evil in Me
Succubus
Bleed a victim dry and plant your seed
Fate
Hate
Evil
Taste