Feb 10 2011
Azrael
Take me to that sacred place, then slap me in my bleeding face.
Tell me that you are so high, laugh at me and watch me die.
Look at me and see me cry, kill me with a simple sigh.
Step to a soundless beat, joke about my wondering why.
Speed me to the sound you know, open up and let it go!
Trudging through the crimson snow, the blood is mine to reap and sow.
Life bled away to let you know that I will always love you so.
No matter if you let me go.
I’ll die in the dark unwavering woe.
Kill me before you let me know that you will always love me so.