“All sins tend to be addictive
And the terminal point of addiction is alwaysÂ…
Damnation”

Filled with anguish, you feed on the weak
Seized up with fear of yourself
Now scabbing the darkness for that quiet place
Where nothing really matters, no thoughts to erase

I am
An image of you
Lodged in there
Running high in your veins

Welcome to my hive
Where you can clear your twisted mind
Lay down by my side
Here youÂ’ll see we are two of a kind

Twisting your flesh and burning your skin
Like a virus I find my way in
Choking your last breath of unsoiled air
Look deep in your soul and youÂ’ll find me there

I am
An image of you
Lodged in there
Running high in your veins

Step into my hive
Here weÂ’re all equally worthless
Stay right by my side
One false step and you might get burned

Surrender me your mind
Now I control your lifeÂ’s desires
I wonÂ’t betray our feeble kind
Come with me, letÂ’s bathe in that tempting fire

Piercing your skin
Push the needle

I am
An image of you
Lodged in there
Running high in your veins

Welcome to my hive
Where you can clear your twisted mind
Lay down by my side
Here youÂ’ll see we are two of a kind

Piercing your skin
Push the needle in
Come with me
LetÂ’s bathe in that tempting fire