Sephirah
Whiplash
Slaps.
Punches.
You're into pain, I guess.
I can hit you.
And slit your wrists.
Kiss this dirty blade.
It's all you will ever feel.
It will tear your lips open.
And you will be able to shout.
I want you screaming my name.
Loud.
Dreadful.
I hope all these lies will explode inside of you.
And you will fall to thousand little pieces.
Too small to matter.
Unimportant.
Insignificant.
I want to scratch over your face.
Feeling your blood running down my fingers.
Cry for deliverance.
Creep in front of me.
Look into my eyes and beg for the last cut.
And if you'll scream loud enough
Maybe I'll stab at your heart.
Slow.
Satisfied.
®Murderer
Slaps.
Punches.
You're into pain, I guess.
I can hit you.
And slit your wrists.
Kiss this dirty blade.
It's all you will ever feel.
It will tear your lips open.
And you will be able to shout.
I want you screaming my name.
Loud.
Dreadful.
I hope all these lies will explode inside of you.
And you will fall to thousand little pieces.
Too small to matter.
Unimportant.
Insignificant.
I want to scratch over your face.
Feeling your blood running down my fingers.
Cry for deliverance.
Creep in front of me.
Look into my eyes and beg for the last cut.
And if you'll scream loud enough
Maybe I'll stab at your heart.
Slow.
Satisfied.
®Murderer