Blood Soaked Death Dream

Blood in the spit

It gives way to the curse in the words you say

Scrape your teeth on my skin

When I'm already spent

Put in a room full of claws

My slow decay

Digging the roots in my flesh

You tell me enjoy the pain

Blood soaked death dream

Take them in

Flowers of god

Blood in the soil

Sever my stain

It's such a shame it gets to you

But no matter what I do

You point the finger at me when your knife's in my back

I bet you wish it was all in your head

I bet you wish it was all in your head sometimes

I bet that you wish it was all in your head

Sometimes turns to all the time, the only thing on my mind

Is our blood soaked death dream

Blood soaked death

Dream come true

The pain that you thought you made mine is three-fold

Hate in the form of a knife to the front of your mind

Eyes turn black

Like the leaves that change and trees turn hollow

They trap you inside

A mouth full of dirt is all that you leave behind

In my blood soaked death dream

You're the one who dies