Crimson water thick as gravy flowing down the bedroom walls
Nails sharp as razor blades extending from vicious claws
Ear piercing screams again and again penetrate the silence
Skulls crushing in into dust, clamped down by tyrants
Madness streaming into sanity like blood turning to water
We drink from the fountain like lambs to the slaughter
Needle piercing our lips, stitch those mouths up tight
Use of fear and false enemies make them too stupid to fight
Hands raised into the sky, reaching for the dawn
Blood soaking every hand, we are but their spawn.
