Sharpend Just for You.

The thought of you keeps me up each night.
These days, I've been really thirsty.
Thirsty for the sweet blood you tease me with.
And I can't sleep until I have you.

Killing you,
Makes this the only reason for my world-weary soul.
Through these rainy days, wrestling thoughts of guilt.
Acute thoughts growing stronger and stronger.
The danger that you're in.
You'll come home with me one night.

Each night I sharpen my blade.
Awaiting for your arrival.
Each night I shine my blade.
To see the colour of your blood better.