I'm thirsting for the bloodflow again
So much has changed, but not this
Unquenched desire for razor's sweet kiss
Laugh and smile, not real but not fake
Release relinquished for true love's sake
If I turn, turn to God and his cross
Will he repay me for knifeblade's loss?
Darkness deepens, clouds my mind
Pain reaches out for pain in kind
Scars stand out, remembrance and desire
Awaiting the return of bloodsoaked fire
Fear remains, but I have nothing left to say
Abide here with me and await the break of Day.
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