Streaks of Blood

Christ

 The suffering and misery that I endure
 To harbor thoughts so brizzare
 Beyond impure

 Mother, I'm here
 To do all the
 Things that you long
 For me to do

 I love when we're
 In our reside alone late
 At night and you embrace me

 Now you found another
 To do all the things that
 We used to do at night
 In our room

 Now I experience sexual
 Neglect at 10 years old

 Now your life means nothing to me
 After all the pain you caused me
 Judt to see you with another guy
 I guess I'm the only one was just a'lie

 I confront you with sexual
 Trunstration built up inside
 Of me but you deny the pleasure
 You'll now die in vain

 The suffering and misery
 That I endure to see your
 Streaks ob blood still run
 Down the wall

 You can now not leave me
 But your death was not in vain
 Even though your body's cold
 I can still enjoy you in death
 Mother