"P0isendustrial (Addiction) Revisited..."

Lost in your slow burn,
Where i've sauntered before,
I am your prey,
But i'm aching for more.
Your ethers beckon me,
I'm powerless to resist,
My illness of lust,
Your opium kiss.

Your aim, for my grave,
I know your divine plan,
Your blue prints of murder,
Are scrawled on my epitath.
I know I should turn away,
But you're like my disease,
You pollute my bloodstream,
I'm addicted, and you are my means.

You break all I am,
And you've reduced me to this,
You strip me down and,
I lay undressed.
Trapped in this hell,
'Cause of my self-destructivness,
And my melancholy desire,
Of your knife-like caress.

You are all seven sins,
Your venom under my skin,
Serpent tongued, I'm captivated.
Toxic,
P0isendustrial.
Your fumes in dynamic grow,
And i'm nxious in your crescendo,
I can feel you.
Virus,
P0isendustrial.

P0isendustrial,
P0isendustrial,
P0isendustrial,
Poison...

I'm under your spell,
Your toxins leak,
And I am so weak.
Beyond my control,
My contamination,
Your fornication.

I long for your punishment,
But I know it's wrong,
I can't change,
It's been this was far too long.

You are my sickness,
Strike and open chord,
And wrap the strings around my veins,
You can feel me suffocate.

You break all I am,
And you've reduced me to this,
You strip me down and,
I lay undressed.
Trapped in this hell,
'Cause of my self-destructivness,
And my melancholy desire,
Of your knife-like caress.

You are all seven sins,
Your venom under my skin,
Serpent tongued, I'm captivated.
Toxic,
P0isendustrial.
Your fumes in dynamic grow,
And i'm nxious in your crescendo,
I can feel you.
Virus,
P0isendustrial.

Delicate,
I suffocate.

P0isendustrial,
P0isendustrial,
P0isendustrial,
Poison...

(c) Feline Arts, 11th November 2004