I hold my head down in shame
i know im the only one at blame.
giving someone something they never deserved
he played for too long now its my turn.
i reached for a blissfull hand in demonic misery
he threw me to the ground where i lay shivering.
none the less my fault for letting it get this far
my one true love tell me what did i do wrong.
this feeling of hopelessness i cannot cease
i feel raw pain he knows it but doesnt help me.
i cannot help but sucumb to the fever
so i listen to the words of the deceiver.
grab a knife carve deeply into my wrist
few minutes later i am in unholy bliss.
the scars you left in my heart run very deep
all i do is think about you,insomia in my visitor,i get no sleep.
a downward thrust of a knife in the dark,
your smiling face, an ice-encrusted heart.
you left me in a desolate land with nowhere to go,
bathing in blood to somehow still preserve my soul.
you have cradled my body to the grave,
my soul is lost, no way for it get saved.
