Blood...
Blood...
Red and dripping from her wrist
Just a little more she thinks
It won't be missed
Blood red
Crimson everywhere
Why stop now?
There's more to share
Blood is streaming
From her wrist
Knowing that it
WILL be missed
Blood splatters
On the floor
The knife clatters
By the door
Blood spurts
From her neck
As a voice whispers
Time for death
Blood red
Crimson everywhere
She can stop now
There's no more to share
Red and dripping from her wrist
Just a little more she thinks
It won't be missed
Blood red
Crimson everywhere
Why stop now?
There's more to share
Blood is streaming
From her wrist
Knowing that it
WILL be missed
Blood splatters
On the floor
The knife clatters
By the door
Blood spurts
From her neck
As a voice whispers
Time for death
Blood red
Crimson everywhere
She can stop now
There's no more to share