I`m sorry, this will hurt me far more than it will hurt you
In a darkend room fully torn apart
Infront of me the one who stole my heart
Motionless, bound and tied
Her sweat reeks of fear
The sight alone could wish you blind
One last touch
One last time
One last caress
One last time
Instruments of pain gleaming in my sight
Tugging at the sense of wrong
I will perpetrate tonight
The first incision wrenches at my soul
As the world turns red, i finally let go
An artist with his tools of trade
Gazing back at what is left in my wake
All beauty lost, destroyed
Down to every instance left of joy
No sign of affection, love or lust
Only thing remains is a feeling of disgust
What my hands
What my hands wrought i can never take away
I've scarred
I've scarred my sight, I've scarred my fucking mind
What my hands
I've scarred my sight, I've scarred my fucking mind
There is blood
There is blood on my hands...
The blood is mine
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