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| Crystal Addiction Ink of red I bleed Negative slashes, Positive ruby gashes I long for a heart to believe (in every mistake lays an open wound) Oh these crystal's of pain.. so cold in a soul I thought I could change and in frozen carnage I watch how my eyes thaw in cynical frost Bring back what left my abode an obsession I crave cursed are my hands in false bloody reign I am but the razor's addiction Stain the unimaginable blades that lay upon this invisible wrist I gave and in lonely rain it cries (Leave myself to bask in the shadows of a sunless sky) But who am I? black stitches, blood, scars, tears, and lies disturbing the very air I can't seem to find it's all so arrogantly bounded inside And I'll never dare speak of this torment that binds these crystals to me Now without filthy blades.. (I choke) repulsed by the desire to keep sane of hope So grant me this flame... Charred is the cross of steal I melt into my veins a replacement of blood to severe flesh and scars that heal beauty in hideous depths invoke such a new addiction with rotted blistered inflictions the razor now behind my eyes left only indented memories among wrists and thighs |
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