Blood Stained Bedsheet Burden
by It Dies Today· from Forever Scorned
Blood spills from unsealed wounds,
baleful afflictions devolved from you,
the ones I love (I love),
ripped from this world so young,
the ones I love,
they are walking corpses.
I will not shed one more tear for you,
and these sutures have yet to bind my flesh,
I'll burn this idol in effigy of you,
my prayers bemoan a love untrue.
Know this,
i've lost all compassion,
shes cursed by her brooding,
may I mar you father?
As to cut through your mask of benevolence,
and reveal your vile burden,
I'll make you live with it,
you live with this.
And i will not shed one more tear for you,
these sutures have yet to bind my flesh,
I'll burn this idol in effigy of you,
my prayers bemoan a love untrue
You took from me,
the ones I live for,
the ones I'd die for (condemned so young).
You took from me,
the ones I live for,
the ones I'd kill for (condemned so young).
Dream not of me.
Let my words haunt you.
Copulate with your self loathing.
I WILL WATCH YOU BURN, I WILL WATCH YOU...BURN.