Crimson Dreams
Mazeric
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Bathe with blood from the dead
Rip and tear the meat from the bones
Rotting corpses eviscerated
Putrid visceral waste
The overwhelming scent of blood it dulls my senses
But the screaming still pleasures me
They don't always die when I cut off their skin
The color red seems to suit you well
I hope it stains so that your family
Knows that you died with a smile on your face
You are the perfect victim
No one will miss your funeral
I hope to meet everybody cause they'll
Never know that I'm the reason why you called for help
Every fucking day, I pray and I beg
Every fucking day I pray for forgiveness
But it doesn't change what I have witnessed
I look around and all I can see is a mass grave
The lifelessness is all that I need to keep me company