The Harvard Crimson

The Crimson

I feel it welling up inside,
And Robert Smith lied,
Boys do cry and with,
Blood, tears in my eyes
I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life,
I can't hide the monster,
Anymore,
One can only feel desolate for so long,
Until one starts to change into something the mirror doesn't't recognize,
Metamorphasize,
The darkness has been biding it's time,
To claim it's latest victim,
Fresh meat for carnal desires,
To become what I became,
I've viewed the sun for the last time,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done,
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood,
So Crimson and Red,
I feel it flowing from your lips,
(Crimson and Red)
My heart is dead and so are you,
And it pulses through,
The desire to change
To deconstruct,
All of my,
All of my past failings,
But where to begin,
Becuz when you live in sin it's Hard to look at saints,
Without them reflecting your jet black aura back at you,
And all I have is hope,
My Inner burn's not fading,
I wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done,
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood,
So Crimson and Red,
I feel it flowing from your lips,
(Crimson and Red),
My heart is dead and so are you,
And all I have is hope,
And all I need is time,
To bury in pine,
Under six feet of time,
The lies I've told me about myself,
Claw my way out,
Pick the splinters from under my fingernails,
I won't lose hope,
I won't give in,
Just live and breathe, Try not to die again,
Just live and breathe, Try not to die again,
Just live and breathe, Try not to die again,
I tried not to die again,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done,
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood,
So Crimson and Red,
I feel it flowing from your lips,
(Crimson and Red)
My heart is dead and so are you,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done,
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood, So Crimson and Red,
I feel it flowing from your lips, (Crimson and Red)