Way Too Wicked Lyrics - Mortiis

I killed my muse yesterday, or was it yesteryear? 

And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear. 

Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away? 

Did you know you're a soul predator? 

So fucked by the great machine. 

The perfect instigator. 

Redeem, redeem, redeem!!! 

I can see you down below. 

I can see what you really are. 

I can see the one who stole my soul. 

You're nothing, just another scar. 

False though I may be. 

I tried so hard, so long. 

Now it's time for me. 

How could I be? 

In this ugly light of truth. 

My slumber finally came undone. 

The devil is inside of you. 

None of this was ever true. 

(What if) I could open up to you. 

Like a big black stinking hole. 

With sexteen thousand screaming demons 

Tearing at your soul. 

(But you wouldn't care) 

I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through. 

I want to make believe I'm dead so you can feel it too. 

My muse is a dead soul. 

My muse is so cold. 

My muse has a heart of stone. 

My muse is dead and gone. 

My muse has the voice of God. 

My muse is a beautiful fraud. 

False though I may be, I tried so hard and now it's time for me. 

Help me up so you can bring me down, how could I be so wrong? 

Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong. 

Your absence makes me way too wicked... 

You presence makes me you way too wicked... 

We're just way too damaged inside.