Voice Industrie

In my world of constant emotion
In my dreams of promises and lies
In the wake of losing perception
That in the end everybody dies

I feel there is something inside me
Breaking me down not unlike a disease
Taking me back to a primal desire
Pulling me down ever closer to hell

Touche moi, give me a reason
Touche moi, give me your trust
Touche moi, give me the pleasure
Touche moi, give me your lust

I fear the passion within me
I fear the look in your eyes
I fear that if God doesn't take me
I fear that somebody will die

> You lay there beneath me silent and still
My desperate eyes wearing you down
You fight the desire to resist me
And the need within you takes me in

You take the pleasure from my body
You let it seep into your skin
I push the virus deep into you
You capture all I give to you

This is the emotion and this is the ecstasy
The new disease wearing you down
This is the infection
This is the new discipline
Contaminated by the pure

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Written By GUREWITZ, BRETT
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