Blindness - Ambo

Criminal

I’m a criminal

I’m a killer

And I’m a thief

My blood is white

It’s cold and thick

Snow blood soaked in the residue of my grief

Precious grief

I’m a criminal

I had to do it

She closed her eyes

Her back was turned

So I pushed the blade up to the hilt

And watched the blood flow

I had to do it

Despite the blood-stained vision

Of my goddamn blood-stained guilt

Now I know how low my heart can sink

I know the darkness that’s within

I know that no nobody is immune

I taste the crimson lips of sin

And the blindness of my blindness of my blindness

And I make love to my own vacant soul

As I embrace the fact

That I am damned

That I am damned