#1
you root in my core
squirm with your hurt
cry out for some...
the end is a score
another notch on my lens
it seems you caught me
in your silken web
slide your fangs in deep
i can bleed for two
take it in stride
pissed soaked with gore
you call out in threes
searching for me
waited till i would wake
and wasted with me
cried while i bleed
i wish to know
just what you saw
mark me with your speech
diction crawling straight up into me
slack your veins
hope you were where you should be
on this laundry room floor
crying out for something i couldn't give you
something more
i hope it was right here
beside me
closed your eyes
heavy with sleep
left your web on me
bloody with sharp teeth
and sleep, dear child
sweet little spider
bury me deep
i am the lamb.
point me to the slaughter.
#2
Wow, that was a really interesting read, on one hand it seemed like an extended metaphor, on the other hand I wasn't quite sure, almost like it dipped in and out, but I found some of the short lines really gripping and tension building, really cool
#3
damn, this is disturbing, i presume this this some kind of death metal in which case these lyrics suit the genre, they are in you face, brutal and merciless, exactly how they should be.
#4
Quote by lukkyluke
damn, this is disturbing, i presume this this some kind of death metal in which case these lyrics suit the genre, they are in you face, brutal and merciless, exactly how they should be.


I'd say they defiantly are, but I think as well as being in your face, they also had a harsh sense of darkness that I really dug