Synnite ©

Written by Jeremiah Saint

Your complexion a taste of death,

A decay i’d like to feel

Take me in exhale  deep

a morbid flavor for the weak

Another thrust to send you off

Screaming more with every pull

Ill hold you down gipping with fear

your only hope is wanting more

Desire never told you

it will never hold you

I could burn it away

make you incomplete

I am the taste that will never fade

A memory that makes you weak

Makes you wet with anticipation

A deadly thought no explanation

you called my named, I turned away

I grabbed your wrist and took you with me

Another night where we can play

Within my tomb, within my grave

Desire never told you

It will never hold you

I could burn it away 

make you incomplete

I will burn it away

Make you incomplete

Desire never told you

It will never hold you

I can make you see

Oh how you want me

So is this real or just a dream

A morbid flavor of the week

Just a taste is all you ask

Just a kiss is all you want

Ill hold you down pulsing fear

whispers horrors into your ear

telling you just what you are

and how i’ll leave this beautiful scar

Desire never told you

It will never hold you

I can burn it away

make you incomplete

Desire never told you

It will never hold you

I can burn it away

make you incomplete

I can make you see

Oh how you want me

I will make you see

Oh how you want me