Acid-tongued, you're lying through your teeth
Spreading hatred for what lies underneath
Your reputation matters more than their lives
Create a veil to mask the demons inside
You're weaving a web of lies
Master of your own disguise
You sit on a throne of lies
Master of your own demise
Gaining their trust until the knife's in their back
A serpent waiting for the perfect attack
Written of blood-lust is the story of you
The dagger twisted until the pain is renewed
You're weaving a web of lies
Master of your own disguise
You sit on a throne of lies
Master of your own demise
Dig yourself deeper when their's nowhere to turn
Instant decision to cast a friend down to burn
Hypocritical and no morality
Born of desire and to spread misery
You're weaving a web of lies
Master of your own disguise
You sit on a throne of lies
Master of your own demise