Quietly

I’ll slit your throat so
Quietly
Caressing your skin
Quietly, the agony turns to apathy inside you
Quietly
I’ll walk away so
Quietly
Caressing your skin
Quietly, I’ll erase your consistency tonight
Quietly
I’ll whisper your name
Quietly
Tasting my
Victory, the agony runs so quietly away
Quietly
Your vacant throne stands
Quietly
On top of the hill
Quietly, I’ve erased your consistency tonight
Passivity lies as a cold veil
Over everyone in this town
Stitches needle their minds numb
As you see your chance to retract
And quietly, you’ll sneak your way into the throne
Agony, Apathy, all so lifeless
Blasphemy, criticizing kings again
But it’s on my marrow instinct that I act
If this is a fucking relapse, I’ll let it slip
Just for you
Quietly
I’ll slit your throat so
Quietly
Caressing your skin
Quietly, the agony turns to apathy inside you
Quietly
I’ll walk away so
Quietly
Caressing your skin
Quietly, I’ll erase your consistency tonight
Quietly
I’ll whisper your name
Quietly
Tasting my
Victory, the agony runs so quietly away
Quietly
Your vacant throne stands
Quietly
On top of the hill
Quietly, I’ve erased your consistency tonight