Epica

The culprit, you act before thinking Caught in your ignorant sin And lying to your own reflection You thought you could hide Deprived of my own innocence, denied The infinity of recurring torment Your comeuppance See, hear the torture inside Devouring what was left of my pride You thought it’s not going to happen to…

Can’t you hear me screaming, once again? Voices you can’t hear Because you are consumed and incontent With everlasting greed Don’t you see me on my hands and knees? Begging and bleeding You’re smiling as you bite the hand that feeds But will you never see? Always wanting what your eyes can’t see Needing what…