Crimson Is The Color Of My History.

You are my enemy,
The snake in the grass.
The knife in my spine,
A pain in the ass.

I followed you home,
On a trail that bleeds.
You were always my enemy,
And I'll fulfill my needs.

The walls turn crimson,
They cover the scream.
You were always my enemy,
You will never be seen.

Ambrosia i taste,
The food for a god.
You were always my enemy,
The pea in the pod.

People will mourn,
But i will not cry.
You were always my enemy,
i need you to die.

Wrapped in sheets,
Covered by a board.
You were always my enemy,
My silent little whore.

Complex and ruined,
The scars only show.
You were always my enemy,
And no one will ever know.

You were always my enemy,
And no one will ever know.