My Blood Is Black
if i die before i wake
i pray my lord my soul to take
if i die while i sleep
i pray my lord my soul to keep
No i show you all my hate
that was put in me
you caused me to cut
you caused me to change
but on thing is
slowly my blood boiled
with all of the anger i have
my blood isn't red anymore
it turned black.
you caused this to be me
my rage poisoned my blood
it boils in me
not just my blood
my soul turned black
i became a fallen angel
i had faith in you
now my faith is broken
i let you hold my heart
in your cold hands
but you slowly killed me
you broke my heart
you ripped it in a million pieces
before letting it blow away in the wind
you hurt me even when you said...
you wouldn't...
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