Bloody Bath
Cut your wrists
Prepare for this
For a suicide
Out of lust
Run the razor deep
Jab your finger
Through the open wound
Let it bleed out
Spilling over the tub
Onto the floor
Underneath the evil
Lies the truth
The suicide of love
And what you must do
Babe, take a swim
The blood is fine
Not watered down
And tastes like wine
Can you smell the aroma
You get from blood
After it spills
From within the flesh
How does it taste
Tell me how
How is it darling
Tell me it's fine
Run your fingers
Upon the tub
Smear it in
Give it a rub
How does it feel
Is it enough
Can you feel the pleasure
Are you aroused
