• The cool straight edge of temptation rests in your hand
    And relaxation is flooding from your arm.
    Oh how the temptation can drive us to madness.
    How it's tantalizing curiosities pique our interest
    And how the want for it builds and builds to a need,
    A need for possession.
    A need to escape.

    As the warm liquid comfort runs down my hand,
    And drips from my fingertips
    I find that all I had left was something unseen and untouchable.
    It is something we have as humans,
    Something that can define us as "normal"
    Something that will never change
    It only changes lives.

    As it grows, you lose sight of what you love,
    What you have.
    This becomes our downfall.
    Temptation...
    War, lust, seclusion
    We all lose either way
    War leads to death
    Lust leads to loss
    And seclusion, my friends, leads to loneliness and tears...

    Nothing matters anymore when you're blinded by desire.............