I Feel It Welling Up Inside And Robert Smith Lied

Boys Do Cry And With Blood Tears In My Eyes

I'm An Anne Rice Novel Come To Life

I Can't Hide The Monster Anymore

One Can Only Feel Desolate For So Long

Until One Starts To Change

Into Something The Mirror Doesn't Recognize

I Metamorphasize

The Darkness Has Been Biding Its Time

To Claim Its Latest Victim

Fresh Meat For Carnal Desires

To Become What I Became

I Viewed The Sun For The Last Time



Will You Still Hold Me When You See What I Have Done?

Will You Still Kiss Me The Same When You Taste My Victim's Blood?

So Crimson And Red, I Feel It Flowing From Your Lips



My Heart Is Dead And So Are You

And It Pulses Through, The Desire To Change

The Desire To Deconstruct All Of My Past Failings

But Where To Begin Because When You Live In Sin

It's Hard To Look At Saints Without Them

Reflecting Their Jet Black Auras Back On You

And All I Have Is Hope, My Inner Burn's Not Fading

I'll Wipe The Blood From My Cheek And Get On With My Day

And All I Have Is Hope, And All I Need Is Time

To Bury In Pine Under Six Feet Of Time

The Lies I Told Me About Myself

Claw My Way Out, Pick The Splinters From Under My Fingernails

I Won't Lose Hope, I Won't Give In

Just Live And Breathe And Try Not To Die Again