Feeding on you is no more a concern
Feeding on me is more of what I get these days
Won't you smile wonät you laugh
Wont' you delight in my decay
Though you said you knew what's right
Though you tried to make yourself go blind
Won't you hear won't you feel
Won't you know I end tonight
Burns in the night
Breeding into your deepest drives
Let it bleed some more
Burning the night
A bloodstained dead-end plague
Try to bleed it off
Red stains on white
Cold and rusty knife of old
Trembling shadow on the bathroom floor
Feverish thoughts they die too slow
Youth in abstract septic tanks
Panding judgments - mommies voice was a fake
Did she know, had she seen?
Did she ever witness hell?
2000 bloodied nights
I need some more to wash away your scars
They belong to me now
There's just this one way to know
Burns in the night
Breeding into your deepest drives
Let it bleed some more
Burning the night
A bloodstained dead-end plague
Try to bleed it off
Red stains on white
Cold and rusty knife of old
Trembling shadow on the bathroom floor
Feverish thoughts they die too slow