Life left out at night to rot
The moon is all the light I've got.
Blood and blasphemy cover my skin
Stained clothes made from sin.
No way to stop this
I'll just cover it up again
Close there casket
Another dead friend.
Death comes knocking
At my door.
I show him the bodies
in my floor.
Locked away with silent screams
I laugh at their pain
Nails driven into flesh.
This is my home.
I have nothing left
Except their last breath
To look forward for happiness
I once again laugh at them
To show that I live for sin.
The water running cold
With there tears and souls
I bathe in blood and take it in.
My eyes open wide
I see Death again.
Waiting at my door.
This time its me he wants.
