The Wicked (2001 Demo)

[Sample]
"I met him, 15 years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding in even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this... six-year-old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and... the blackest eyes - the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up, because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil. "

[Verse 1]
I only have so long to make a safe place for you
I can twist my fingers in and build another one
Look through this face and find it
Let the hands of the man guide it
When I put you through this
When I put you through this you'll need me

[Chorus]
Oh, suffer to be mine
I want to be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the wicked
A touch of the wicked

[Verse 2]
I can't help living for you, I wish I could climb inside you
Slip you on like a second skin and be another one
You'll live forever with me
You can have another soul and rape me
When I step into this
When I step into this you'll be me

[Chorus]
Oh, suffer to be mine
I want to be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the wicked
A touch of the wicked

[Sample]
"It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told."
"Mister... my family will pay cash. Whatever ransom you're askin' for, they'll pay it. "
"It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again."
"I shall have to invent a new classification of a lunatic for you."
"Please! Please I wanna go home! I wanna go home please! "
"It places the lotion in the basket."
"Put the fucking lotion in the basket!"
"You don't know what pain is!"

[Verse 3]
You feel so tight around me, I don't want to be the man I must be
I'll raise my arms and grip my head cause I'm seeing red
I'll take good care of you, love
I could never ever love you enough
When I get to use this
When I get to use this it's over

[Chorus]
Oh, suffer to be mine
I want to be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the wicked
A touch of the wicked
Wicked, wicked