Bloodlust - The Autumn Offering

Spoken lies in a whispered voice*

Drag the blade across my skin

You present me with no other choice

Let the bloodletting begin

Cut the veins let the blood run hot

To caress the beauty of the porcelain skin

I’ll drain you of the life you know

If you only return the sin

Skin and bones

No weight for the hanging

Shattered wrists

Feel no sting

Your my temple of flesh and bone

Yet I’ll tear it right down again Surrender

Your heart to the knife

I don’t recall a choice

Flesh to flesh without purpose

Some lay dead while others mourn

Cut from the womb of a living doll

I can’t control this bloodlust

Is it worth the sin if I go on?

We both lose in a game not meant to be won

We are a decaying flesh of an age

The beating heart of a world no longer existing

Look at us cutting each other

(Lost inside this tainted machine)

Is this what we’ve become?

(I often wish I couldn’t feel)

Beyond the suicidal thoughts of darkness

(The black engulfs me)

Surrender

Your heart to the knife

I don’t recall a choice

Flesh to flesh without purpose

Some lay dead while others mourn

Cut from the womb of a living doll

I can’t control this bloodlust

Is it worth the sin if I go on?

We both lose in a game not meant to be won