Streaks Of Blood

Christ

The suffering and misery that I endure

To harbor thoughts so brizzare

Beyond impure

Mother, I'm here

To do all the

Things that you long

For me to do

I love when we're

In our reside alone late

At night and you embrace me

Now you found another

To do all the things that

We used to do at night

In our room

Now I experience sexual

Neglect at 10 years old

Now your life means nothing to me

After all the pain you caused me

Just to see you with another guy

I guess I'm the only one was just a lie

I confront you with sexual trunstration built up inside

Of me but you deny the pleasure

You'll now die in vain

The suffering and misery

That I endure to see your

Streaks ob blood still run

Down the wall

You can now not leave me

But your death was not in vain

Even though your body's cold

I can still enjoy you in death

Mother