Blood flows like a river
My bath chamber, my eternal soul
my knife is a fee, my blood is the debtor
My experience here moans, groans of my life here
I witness here, my knife is the judge
my tears it rain
do you want me? You say something about it
alas too late you scream from fear
I am sad without you
you do not like,
you hear the rustle? are you happy about
Death sneaks into the next all me
shouted wait, wait come back
a pool of blood, dirty floor
My place is not with you
my place with the only
you will not find even begin to look for
it does not show, and will not let you take