All Your Fault...

Bleed it out, Bleed it out, Bleed it out.
Hear how the rejects shout.
Fill their cups with your blood, and watch them drink.
Hear the clink clank of bones fall into the sink, the hum of feeding and the cries of the driven.
Crazy and dazed the claw at your flesh, smelling that it's new and fresh.
The matter of your brain strewn a cross the room like a settled rain.
You cannot even begin to compute the pain,
But you fvck her anyway.
Her cries fill your chest with pride as she tries to see from underneath the blindfold.
You make her drink what is your seed of life and she bites down,
Feeling the shock of pain recoiling into the bit of your stomach.
Pulling away the demons begin to beg again, to want again, to fvck again.
They don't feel the urge, the pain, or the burn.
Boom, Boom, Boom.
The blood rushing from veins to fill the basin that is life itself, to heal the wounds of the fallen and forgotten.
How half-hearted the apologies are,
They beat you in the head like a metal bar.
Then in the blink of an eye the life force is gone.
Taken away by a speeding car.


And all this happened because you listened to him, every little word.
Like an addict you begged for more.
Here they hit the floor, only to be torn.
From head to toe of flesh and tendon.
And once again you are born.