El Pecado

It comes in without pain Dissolves everything inside It shrinks and tightens my brain Throws my consciousness aside It reproduces like rats Tastes like candy, burns like the sun A spider builds it's sticky nets Gets a hold on everyone Burns red! ! ! Makes me a liar! ! ! Devours me ... desire! ! ! Gonna grasp the nettle Gonna puke and clean the sly's den I will proof my mettle I will have it finished to the end Half a man, half a moon At the end of the hall Licking all my wounds