Ventricle.

I'm going to tear down your walls and break through your dreams, Open all your veins and bathe in your sleep, Show you all the things you knew I can see, And force you to breath the air that I breathe. You thought you were immune to all the charm, To all the flashy cabaret- But as said at the start you'll be mine by the day that the sun rises in the poignant colour of your blood, Because I understand I've been misunderstood... Let me rephrase... When I cut myself a home deep in your heart, I'll prepare myself a fucking haven for my art, Where I'll tempt all the organs to come my way And sail a mast of your flesh into the new day. You thought you lived your own life, But you were just mine in reserve... Every thought, every notion Every vein, every nerve.