Caw chimes a crow as the sun arose that warm daynSpilling the light onto her bodynEyes blue as the skynStare open, no coin for her soul only deathnMy holiness, there is much to confessnThe way I tore her fleshnOh how she screamednKnowing that she will taste her bloodnnMy dear I whisper softlynLike I do my lord almightynIf you want the pain more ghastlynJust lay down bleeding beside mennThe knife slides down your backnTracing your spine as you whimper and whinenFlick of my wrist your skin lay rippednBlood painted bladenTaste your life fadingnnToasting your glassnTasting your life in my graspnYour laughs, your criesnShould have seen the death in her eyennMy lord, bless me for what I've donenAnd grant me when I say let me taste thy blood and painnSipping on the vein, praying do thou the samennEyes curled back, scaring flesh unhealednSome like to bleednCrucifix wearing, thigh highs-high heelsnSome like to screamnCome shine down your bleeding light upon menSome like to bleednnIt opensnSplit vein filling a glass of my agony and miserynI see all about menThe souls I have tastednStanding, holding up their glassesnDead - one by one skeletal hands toastingnTo all that have felt the endingnTo all that are flowing in me, here's to painnnThis is what I've always wantednEndlessly waiting to taste the feeling of my body bleedingnEyes curled back, scaring flesh unhealednSome like to bleednCrucifix wearing, thigh highs-high heelsnSome like to screamnCome shine down your bleeding light upon menSome like to bleed