Brite

Blood on the wall, such a beautiful sight
Female screams
Voice in my head wants me to fight
Your time exceeds

Hatred no more, and love as well
Fist to your face
Angel's a whore striving for hell
Falling from grace

I'm your perfect god
I make you fall apart, I eat up your heart
And you are my perfect slut
Your end's about to start, I eat up your heart

You try to escape, but you can't
Your heart bleeds out
Your savior's a fake
Fucking you up,
Over&out;
I'm your perfect god
I make you fall apart, I eat up your heart
And you are my perfect slut
Your end's about to start, I eat up your heart