I live to plan my vengeance
I wish her dead
I lick the wounds of saints
That live inside my head
She was the one I followed
Knelt before me
I became too much to swallow
Something I didn't see
I have a problem
She's telling me lies
Then I tasted the kiss of death
That fatal kiss that I can't forget
I laugh as I raise her body
From its final death
Laid to rest she's destined
To go the way of all flesh
I cast a twisted shadow
On her bedroom wall
I feel elated as I stand
While others fall
I'm laying next to her
But I feel no breath
I lick the wounds of saints
To help me forget
Time after time
The signs that I didn't see
I curse the day
That I lost touch with reality