I watch you tap the blood in my vein
My heart you feed on to keep you sustained
A parasite that leaves me cold and drained
I'm in shock and you leave me paralyzed
And the saddest part I realize
The absence of truth behind your eyes
I feel you tapping my soul from my vein
I feel you tapping again on my vein
I feel my life slipping away
One more drop of blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
And bite the hand that bleeds...
I see you have two faces turning
Changing face to keep me guessing
You have mastered the art of deceiving
Now I know no one trusts you
Now I know not even you do
And to think, you've salted my wounds
Now I know no one trusts you
Now I know no one trust you
Now I know your salt in my wounds
One more drop of blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
And bite the hand that bleeds
Bite the hand that bleeds you
One more drop of blood I spill
One more drop you take
One more drop and I will spite
And bite the hand that bleeds
Bite the hand that bleeds you
You...
* A masterpiece by Fear Factory
"pig correspondence", A New Collection of Poems
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Here at Lulu our Nickel Hole Press have just published *pig correspondence*,
a book of poems from a few years ago. This will be on Amazon in a few
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4 years ago
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Magenta red it flows
from the tear in my heart to my toes
your love, boundaries not does it know
I pale as extinguished the fire
my burning for you, still desire
don't let it go down to the wire
or you'll be at my funeral pyre
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