Grip the blade tighter
slice a lot deeper
watch as the blood flows out of me
red as wine.. of the bitterness kind
the grim reaper follows me and he is so cruel and unkind
smoke,fire,brimstone and hell
fall down upon my World
fall upon this sinful soul
cause what is inside me is a emptiness
I am cold.
Nightmares attack me in the night
reality hits me hard everyday
love does not reside in this heart anymore
vacant and torn apart
abused and put down
shattered memories of a long ago happy place..a good marriage..a good man
a good me
grim reaper took care of that when he came
Grip the Blade
cut into the veins
feel the hot feel of your own blood
raining droplets on your funeral gown
sweet sense of peace I have found
bury me deep into the dark worm infested ground
I will be home where I belong
burning cause I dared to Grip the Blade.
