Из альбома: Water Sphere
I am not, not who you think that I am
some sort of suffering child
you took me in
you clothed and fed me
now, you're tied up
I am not, not who you think that I am
a warm, helpful, generous man
well I left out bait, you turned, you bit
and then I, from behind
Falling down
I eat humans, I'll eat your heart out