Smoke Society - Poor Chosen Ones Lyrics

Oh, like a snake in the grass
Slithering oh so fast
As you stalk your weary prey
Coiled up like a spring
How your teeth crave for skin
How you wish for them to pay
Leeching off them the blood
The sweat, the tears, their tomorrows
As you grieve for yesterday
Admiring the desire
That you built like a fire
Then turned away
Skin upon burning skin
The storm approaches within
And slowly washes you away
And you know that you have
Lost your way today
In this masquerade
Speak again as someone else is wearing your sweet face
See their shame as your reflection slowly fades to grey
Steal away in darkness just before the break of day
And the night will forget all the suffering
The pain you hide away under the sun
Flow like a venomous spring
Their hearts sink within
You've become their sole obsession
As they sink in your sin
You burn through their skin
They've become your sole possession
Hearts afire with guilt
On the pyre you built
Yet they starve for your affection
Turning passion to stone
And leaving them all alone
With your aggression
Skin upon burning skin
The storm approaches within
And slowly washes you away
And you know that you have
Lost your way today
In this masquerade
Speak again as someone else is wearing your sweet face
See their shame as your reflection slowly fades to grey
Steal away in darkness just before the break of day
And the night will forget all the suffering
The pain you hide away under the sun
Your poor chosen ones
Speak again as someone else is wearing your sweet face
See their shame as your reflection slowly fades to grey
Steal away in darkness just before the break of day
And the night will forget all the suffering
The pain you hide away under the sun
Your poor chosen ones