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

Won't' 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