Dark House - Cruciform Injection

«This house has changed, its rearranged

These feelings have enraged, deranged

Darkness takes ahold of all that old

Diminishing hope, severed thoughts

Dancing rain, the blood that drips from my veins

In this dark house

Broken nails and empty eyes

I really try to visualize

In this dark house

Lives are torn

And sickness bleeds

This cruel intolence continues to feed

On my life, my blood, my soul, myself

This dark house takes everything