Tuesday, September 21, 2004

let me play in the crimson fluids of your open wounds
let me feast upon the fluid of your open heart
I need to feel the ocean of sorrow
rising from the depths of my stolen thoughts
your dreams haunt me now
to fill my pain and anger
help me from the tainted world of life
where i am bound
let me reopen the rendered scars
let me rip the flesh and bone to the marrow
let me watch your corpse rot
I need to hear your screams
so loud
So I can feel the rush of danger....


do you feel?