Текст (слова) песни: Mortiis - Way Too Wicked

I killed my muse yesterday, or was it yesteryear?
And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear.
Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away?

Did you know youre a soul predator?
So fucked by the great machine.
The perfect instigator.
Redeem, redeem, redeem!!!

I can see you down below.
I can see what you really are.
I can see the one who stole my soul.
Youre nothing, just another scar.

False though I may be.
I tried so hard, so long.
Now its time for me.
How could I be?

In this ugly light of truth.
My slumber finally came undone.
The devil is inside of you.
None of this was ever true.

(What if) I could open up to you.
Like a big black stinking hole.
With sexteen thousand screaming demons
Tearing at your soul.
(But you wouldnt care)
I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through.
I want to make believe Im dead so you can feel it too.

My muse is a dead soul.
My muse is so cold.
My muse has a heart of stone.
My muse is dead and gone.
My muse has the voice of God.
My muse is a beautiful fraud.

False though I may be, I tried so hard and now its time for me.
Help me up so you can bring me down, how could I be so wrong?
Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong.

Your absence makes me way too wicked...
You presence makes me you way too wicked...
Were just way too damaged inside.
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(Passing By) And Old And Razed Village
Across The World Of Wonders
Antimental
Army Of Conquest - The Warfare
Broken Skin
Decadent And Desperate
En Mork Horisont
Everyone Leaves
Flux/Mental Maelstrom
Gibber
I Am The World
Keiser Av En Dimension Ukjent
Le Petit Cochon Sordide
Marshland
Monolith
Reisene Til Grotter Og Odemark
Scar Trek/Parasite God
Smell The Witch
Spirit In A Vacuum
Spirit Of Conquest - The Warfare
The Grudge
The Loneliest Thing
The Worst In Me
Twist The Knife
Visjoner Av En Eldgammel Fremtid
Way Too Wicked
You Put A Hex On Me