I am your desire,
I am your disease,
I leave you in madness,
And I hear you plead,
I live in your conscience,
And feed on your fear,
I prey on your patience,
I see what you here.
I am
The things you desire
I am
The knife in your back
I am
A (sweet) demon inside you
You prey to your idols,
But it seems like such a waste
I am the fire
That burns in your mind
Consuming your passion
And robbing you blind
You think you can break me
You think you can win
But all that I offer (is)
Your first deadly sin