Of Blood, madness, and sweet insanity

I feel my blood boiling                                   

My soul upturning

In the depths of within

Preparing me to sin

Should I back down?

If I fought would I win?

 

I feel my blood boiling

My skin is on fire

Not compassion, not desire

Treacherous and dire!

 

I feel my blood boiling

My heart speaking ever so slow

So many things it never got to know

So many feelings it never got to show

So much it never got to grow

 

I feel my blood boiling! Boiling you hear me!

Up roaring from the caverns of my darkest realities ready

To conquer and make me its dark queen!

 

Treachery! My blood is boiling! Scandalous! I cry upstarting

Here my eternal cry forever left undead when

There’s nothing more to hide and no more to be said

Even in the grave my soul still toiling

My blood….forever boiling.

 

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