I think you feel it now.
I'm that pure cocaine.
You can feel me through your veins, everytime you think of my name.
I'm the reason why you came....and also, the reason you're dying.
I like to play, I take souls without trying.
Everything just flows to me, I hardly do the work...just count to three.
Your get sick and I smile.
Your body is crumbling and my lies are worthwhile.