Blood Tears
_GeminiWrld
Like a drug, so addicting The rush, the release, the warmth I thought I could stop as I pleased Oh, was I wrong 1 turned to 2 which turned to 3, 4 You cannot stop It burns deep inside you The most primal, most animalistic, most real It's inside everyone, you are just too weak to see This void inside my body that needs to be filled Death Death is life All I do is assist life by becoming death Bathing in it My need to kill Our need to kill We all feel it, but you are too scared to act "Animals" they call us, not even human But how can such a beautiful, natural, thing be so hated The scared Must be vanquished Only those worthy Worthy of the blood The warmth, the life of one being taken by another You cannot stop once you start The hunger grows The need to bath The need to feast It is true love It is true life The love of death and murder To be covered in blood Ah, I'm joking I promise
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