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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 metamorphosize
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
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 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 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