The Crimson

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 its time

To claim its latest victim, fresh meat for a carnal desire

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 feel it flowing from your lips

Crimson and red

My heart is dead and so are you

And it pulses through, the desire to change, to deconstruct

All of my, all of my past failings

But where to begin?

Because when you live in sin, it's hard to look at saints

Without them reflecting your jet-black aura 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 feel it flowing from your lips

Crimson and red on the lips of you

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, try not to die again

Just live and breathe, try not to die again

Just live and breathe, try not to die again

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 feel it flowing from your lips

Crimson and red

My heart is dead and so are you

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 feel it flowing from your lips

When you taste my victim's blood

My heart is dead and so are you