I see a view to the end of my pleasantly
Clever cunning crafty creamy plans
I bite off more than I chew and I abuse everything
I want with my bare hands
At first it troubled me personally
Manipulation as a means of making progress
I can't tell you how many
Situations I've sullied, but I digress
Your soul is mine
In a matter of time, you
Take and taken take and taken taken take
Open your mind
Unwind to the decline of your kind
You will surrender to me
Those in my way
Are made to pay
They prey for grace but hey I got to
Sieze my day
I know the end is in sight when things just stop going right
I don't know where I can hide
I left too many behind