Just kill her close, and have no lies.
She'll say her last words, looking into your eyes.
How do you feel? Do you feel okay?
Because you were the snake, and she was your prey.
Stretching your jaw to fit her soul,
You snapped onto her pride, and made a big hole
In her heart, so she couldn't see
That you took away, from her mouth, the key.
The torture that was felt,
Like a whipping from a belt.
Not able to say anything, you were risk-free.
But that didn't stop you, you needed security
Of having her in your hands.
You still had her perform your demands.
She trusted you, she looked into your eyes.
But all you could tell her were a bunch of lies.