Oh so sweet yet oh so miserable..
It felt so good to finally clear the air - as I spilled my guts.
The guilt fades away - as
I spill your guts.
It only hurts the first time,
until you find conviction to draw first blood and suffocate remorse
that your actions were "beautiful" in a violent sense of the word.
The skin peels away - as I spill your guts.
sweeter than the taste of the blood of a rapist.
Stand triumphant and decorate with the fabrics that you were once made of.
Realize that your actions were so beautiful in a violent sense of the word.
As time passes on, there is no shadow
of doubt or guilt.
I did to ensure... you will burn.
Holding the blood reigns to success,
I have lead a one man army.
nothing better than to sever your head and set that pig on fire.
As time passes on, there is no shadow of doubt or guilt.
But I must
admit, I fill much pants better as I do my cell, withering into old age.
It's so wrong to do what's right,
but I still think they've
persecuted a hero,
because you'd be on my side if this happened to your little brother.