I feel it welling up inside
and Robert Smith lied , boys do cry
and with blood tears in my eyes
I´m an Anne Rice novel come to life
I can´t hide the monster anymore
One can only feel desolate for so long
until one starts to change into something
The mirror doesn´t recognize .
I metamorphosize
The darkness has been biding
it´s time to claim it´s latest victim ,
fresh meat for carnal desires ,
To become what I became .
I viewed the sun for the last time


Will you still hold me when you see what I have done ?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim´s blood ?
So crimson and red
I fell it flowing from your lips
My heart is dead and so are you


and it pulses through ,
the desire to change
to deconstruct
all of my past failings
But where to begin
because when you live in sin
it´s hard it´s hard to look at saints
without them reflecting their jet black auras
back on you
And all I have is hope , my inner burn´s
not fading
I´ll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day


Will you still hold me when you see what I have done ?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim´s blood ?
So crimson and red
I fell it flowing from your lips
My heart is dead and so are you


And all I have is hope and all I need is time
to bury in pine under six feet of time the lies I told me about myself
Claw my way out , pick the splinters from under my fingernails .
I won´t lose hope ,I won´t give in
Just live and breathe and try not to die again


Will you still hold me when you see what I have done ?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim´s blood ?
So crimson and red
I fell it flowing from your lips
My heart is dead and so are you