Psychopath’s Lair

Wash your hands

And light the candles

Turn the lights out

And I’ll turn the music on

I’ll serve you food you’ve never tasted before

And after the midnight hour

I’ll treat you like a real man should

This is a portrait of a clear mind

The profile of my kind

I’ll bring flames on your face

And when I’m done

You’ll become one of mine

Her eyes shine like the glow of the sun

As she poses without a shame

But if only she could know

Where she has come…

This is a portrait of a clear mind

The profile of my kind

I’ll bring flames on your face

And when I’m done

You’ll become one of mine

I’ll take you down to psycopath’s lair

I’ll drag you there, to the psychopath’s lair

I’ll take you down, down to the psycopath’s lair

This is a portrait of a clear mind

The profile of my kind

I’ll bring flames on your face

And when I’m done

You’ll become one of mine