Last House On The Left Some Like To Bleed
Caw chimes a crow as the sun arose that warm day
Spilling the light onto her body
Eyes blue as the sky
Stare open, no coin for her soul only death
My holiness, there is much to confess
The way I tore her flesh
Oh how she screamed
Knowing that she will taste her blood
My dear I whisper softly
Like I do my lord almighty
If you want the pain more ghastly
Just lay down bleeding beside me
The knife slides down your back
Tracing your spine as you whimper and whine
Flick of my wrist your skin lay ripped
Blood painted blade
Taste your life fading
Toasting your glass
Tasting your life in my grasp
Your laughs, your cries
Should have seen the death in her eye
My lord, bless me for what I've done
And grant me when I say let me taste thy blood and pain
Sipping on the vein, praying do thou the same
Eyes curled back, scaring flesh unhealed
Some like to bleed
Crucifix wearing, thigh highs-high heels
Some like to scream
Come shine down your bleeding light upon me
Some like to bleed
It opens
Split vein filling a glass of my agony and misery
I see all about me
The souls I have tasted
Standing, holding up their glasses
Dead - one by one skeletal hands toasting
To all that have felt the ending
To all that are flowing in me, here's to pain
This is what I've always wanted
Endlessly waiting to taste the feeling of my body
bleeding
Eyes curled back, scaring flesh unhealed
Some like to bleed
Crucifix wearing, thigh highs-high heels
Some like to scream
Come shine down your bleeding light upon me
Some like to bleed
