Sanoja: It Dies Today. Blood Stained Bedsheet Burden.

Blood spills from unsealed wounds
Baleful afflictions devolved from you
The ones I love, ripped from this world so young
(I love)
The ones I love, they are walking corpses

I will not shed one more tear for you
And these sutures have yet to bind my flesh
I'll burn this idol in effigy of you
My prayers bemoan a love untrue

Know this, I've lost all compassion
She's cursed by her brooding, may I mar you father?
As to cut through your mask of benevolence
And reveal your vile burden, I'll make you live with it, you live with this

And I will not shed one more tear for you
These sutures have yet to bind my flesh
I'll burn this idol in effigy of you
My prayers bemoan a love untrue

You took from me, the ones I live for
The ones I'd die for
(Condemned so young)
You took from me, the ones I live for
The ones I'd kill for
(Condemned so young)

Dream not of me
Let my words haunt you
Copulate with your self loathing

I will watch you burn, I will watch you burn