Blood looks like paste on the wall
Bodies lay lifeless like dolls
A moment that felt like days
Lives extinct with inner rage
Incessantly making up lies
In a moment of visceral hate
The last thing you see on my grave
Eyes
The last thing you'll see are my eyes
beneath your facade
Panic, you scream for your god
No way out, ever
Blood falls from the ceiling like rain
Patiently
sound of your silence
Darkness this feeling I love
To be covered in blood
Blood from above
This violence finally sets me free
Brings demons back to torture me
There's no god pulling at my strings
I'm above all sorrow that fate can bring
Disengaged, I see your face
I turn and rush, I can't replace
Staring into your eyes
When the stillness comes