Massacring Rage

Touch me with your love
So I can let my monster out to play
Touch me with Gothic like repentance
So I can feel comfortable,
With removing my mask
Oh how I wish for simple peace

Touch me with a sharp, delicate knife
Trace shapes, letters, upon my flesh
So I can feel my body go limp in your arms
With sweet surrender
I let you apply pressure to my tensing throat
Oh how I wish I was not a lost soul

Squeeze and puncture my sensitive eyelids
Your anger is sweetened as my blood drips
Touch me with your love
So I can let my monster out to play
I'm only a disfigured soul
An immortal beast of hell
Releasing poison with each word and tear
Oh how I wish I appeared the same as you

Touch me with your love
So I can let my monster out to play
Trace words of endearment, upon my skin
So I can feel my body surrender to your power
Squeeze my heart with your rage
So I can shriek in joy

Breaking apart the shell,
As your anger is sweetened with my oozing crimson.
My eyes close for a final time,
While my last thoughts are of massacring rage