Testo Life's Blood Eighteen Visions
crawling in spit.
i thirst for life.
i've watched this passion slip through my fingers.
prayers of these few parish in the clouds of emotion.
feed my depression with pain and excursion.
drop the hammer on life.
stone this tired soul and caste this body to rot.
taste the life.
greet this pain with open arms.
the blood is life and it shall be mine.
i envy you.