you thought I cared didn’t you
you thought I spoke with love
you thought I told the truth
you thought I had a heart
now you see
as the blood pours down your chin maybe you finally give in
to the truth
I have no feelings
your tears mean nothing to me
I lick your blood from my fingers
you see the smile on my face?
content with your death
the death I took
you’re not even worth a burial
but neither am I
perhaps I’ll bury you in a few weeks
when your flesh is as rotten as your soul
and your face is as pale as your heart
blood flows from your eyes as they stare at me
I told you I had no heart
you didn’t believe

do you now?

01/06/2005