Paroles de Hecatomythium

A wolf in sheep’s clothing, convicted Pelle sub agnina latitat Hecatomb practice dissolved Hecatomythium told Swallow your lies Shallow desire Will put your pride Under the mire You cannot hide Cause this story is mine, I'm the writer of the dark I can read your sick mind and see the things that you conspire Once my eyes are present in everything that’s alive I keep watching all your steps, you can run, you can shout Pelle sub agnina latitat Hecatomb practice dissolved Hecatomythium told Swallow your lies Shallow desire Will put your pride Under the mire That’s what you got Now get down On your knees The candles are out False prophets have no Goddess Swallow your lies Shallow desire Will put your pride Under the mire Swallow your cry Child desire Will put your rind On the floor to Adorn my bedroom