Painted in Blood

This house is built on cruelty To its very foundation No amount of cleaning

Blood Inherit

He wanted the crown And did not care What blood he had To shed to get it -Kel Dayheart

I paint the walls with blood Hoping I will finally give enough For you to be satisfied

Pitter, patter as mirror shards Rain down on the porcelain sink

I feel it build Within my chest Until I'm coughing Up blood -Kel Dayheart

Chocolate covered razor blades
Gives an iron taste
To ripped up tongues

Call her three times
And with no delay

Call her three times
And with no delay

With bloodstained teeth
He bares them
In a parody of a smile

She calmly washed
The blood from her hands