The Shape Of Things – SanctityBy As I watch this creature growIt starts to take a lookJust under it’s own beingAnd what it findsWill be the nothing it has soughtLost for all time, this prizeWhen will it bite the hand that feeds itFirst taste of flesh it is so pureThe shape of things so twistedWith one quick strikeThe master turns to slaveThe beast has grown from it’s bondsAnd what it findsOutside the gates of it’s own mindFor all time unkindWhen will it bite the hand that feeds itFirst taste of flesh it is so pureThe shape of things so twistedAs I watch this creature growIt starts to take a lookJust under it’s own beingWhen will it bite the hand that feeds itFirst taste of flesh it is so pureThe shape of things so twistedNo longer recognize this nightmare www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20