Alone, and it feels so right
Well I think at least
I've never felt any different from what I do now
I don't think I even feel anymore
My hearts so cold
The perfect sacrifice
My soul is hungry
It wants fresh blood
But not just any blood
It wants the crimson river that flows down my arms
So here I go
Here I goes nothing again
My body the only sacrifice suitiable
I'm sorry I know this hurts you
I try to stop but new wounds open constantly
Countless scars from all the times my soul has craved
I'm sorry but nothing else can quench it's thirst
The hunger my soul cries for
I'm under it's spell
My life just wouldn't be the same without my body as the sacrifice
My blood must be shed
My blood it brings my happiness
