Twisted
Your Flesh as pure as winter snow
I drag my hands against your skin
To see if you possess a soul
I pine for you with bloody lips
Your breath upon me cold and damp
I lose your grip as I inhale
The mist your breath creates
Cold sweeps down though my lungs
Like ice your hands reach for my waist
My bloody lips lay damp
I just catch sight of your bright eyes
A screaming, piercing stare
I try to fight but I succumb
Your lips sweep down to meet my own
The iron taste now shared
My blood runs on your parted lips
I breathe my last through your kiss
I am no longer my own
You take my breath
You take my heart
You take my mind
You've made me a bloody animal
My flesh as pure as winter snow
You drag your hands across my skin
To see I still possess a soul
You pine for me with bloody lips
My breath upon your chest
Is mist that's cold and damp
Cold fills our lungs when we both breathe
We try to fight but we succumb.
I lie there alone in the woods filled with snow
With drops of blood showing how you left
I stay alone with dripping lips
Slowly feeling nothing more
I try to fight but I succumb
I pine for you with bloody lips
She took you away
They took you from me
I fall in the snow
Listening, listening for your breath
I hear your footsteps
You lift my freezing body off the ground
Our skin as pure as a wedding dress
You kiss my frozen lips
I try to fight but I succumb
We leave the darkness of blood dripped stains
With bloody lips
With finality