the sound of skin slashing
haunts my mind as night approaches
light and silence crawl around the walls
"forgive me," i say, "i didn't know how strong the curse is."

my tears are stained red
how foolish can I be?
it was never meant to be
it hurts me; the demon on my bed.

"it's time for sin," it said.
it's time for my nightly routine of death.
the blood stained on my sheets,
"i don't want to hurt!", i yell, "i want to confess!"

it looked at me straight in the eyes
his smile showing his sharp teeth.
"it's too late for that, my dear.
you're already dead, so i can do as i please."

Cover by jaszthewayyoulikeit