Hemophiliac

It's said and done, I'm overrun My thoughts left lying here have come undone, I find I bleed in the dream, in the reality of this sorry scene In dimming light Why can't you see The little boy thats here, a wolf amongst the sheep And it so it seeks this gluttony Consuming loathsome thoughts from which it feeds Self-Loathe You've disclosed The path to ruin you must seek The bitter taste of atrophy Slack-jawed Against the wall We'll bury the martyr, we'll bury the weak deep inside their tombs...