It speaks to me In golden times Willing to give itself to me If I'm ready to pay the price Waking up something hidden Something primitive Something scary Or maybe even real Waking up something hidden Something primitive Something scary I fear it is real But the cake was a lie All way long The will is being ripped By a nightmare Feel how it drains the life away Everything's shared as long as it Just comes from me You're a parasite in me You live because of me You're a parasite in me You live and breath from me Can't get away from it Can't turn away from it Next you find yourself letting it in And without hesitation it will poison your will The claws stick hard and the roots grow deep It promises to give all your dreams Next to nothing you will be Just a host until you decease You're a parasite in me You live because of me You're a parasite in me You live and breath from me What will become what will be Left of me when this story ends What will become what will be Left to tell by the morning light