Wrong
Look into my eyes and lay your door ajar
I'll force my twisted soul in yours
stare into my face, watch the world as it falls from grace
but proud and solemn, I'm soulless
I am sick, guilty, I'm the father of all sin
all I've done and seen
the filth, a curse, I'm the walking scream
I break the seals and no secrets dwell or live
I'm the holy beast undone
that what's wrong
I'm the filth divine
Ask me for answers you'll never dare to hear
and I'll break my silence, my sworn silence
a pain in your ears
But no, don't look at me with your angel eyes
I'll make you blind
I'm the dark, the light in black
Look into my eyes, I'll make you blind
my twisted soul
the father of all done and seen
the light in black, the walking scream
Look into my eyes and lay your door ajar
I'll force my twisted soul in yours
I'm sick, wrong, sick, wrong...
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