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 [bad word] to life
I cant hide the monster...
anymore...
one can only feel desolate for so long
until

one starts to change into something
the mirror doesn't recognize
metamorphosize
the darkness has
been biding its time
to claim its latest victim
fresh meat for carnal desires
to [bad word] 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 victims blood?
so crimson and red
I feel it flowing from your lips
crimson and red
my heart is dead and so are you

And it pulses through, 
The desire to change, to [bad word] 
All of my,
All of my past fallings. 
But where to begin because when you live in sin 
It's hard to look at saints,
Without them reflecting 
your jet black auras back on you. 
And all I have is hope, 
My inner burns not fading, 
I'll wipe the blood from my cheek 
and get on with my day. 

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. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you. 

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, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Try not to die again.

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. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you.