There goes my hand
Wrapped around your neck
You shiver
I rule
I command
May I crawl
I'd wish to slither
Need to control
Furnace control
My dear
You shall visit
The holy temple
Through purifying fire
I shall save you
Oh the rope
Tightly around your neck
Those are my fangs
This is my venom
Poisoning me and others
As my mind crumbles
Need to control
Furnace control
UGH!
My dear
You shall visit
The holy temple
Through purifying fire
I shall save you