In fear you run
As silence shuts its doors
It came undone
Now the poison gently pours
And you will hear no laughter
Until that serpents feeds
And what you`ll sow hereafter
Shall be only bitter seed
Sweet lusts of pain
The venom in thin disguise
Against the grain
Now the silence won`t ease the cries
Dark are the pleasures spi forth from fire
Breathing down you neck like razors of desire
