Texty:
Behind Crimson Eyes A Revelation For Despair

Your cries are searching for The lock and key to your mother's door. She'll ignore our every sound And leave you to drown. There's no escaping you'll

I can't remember the last time I felt like this. Short breaths and innocence. Slow fucks and cigarettes consume my every thought. I'll bound my wrists

they're worth. They will taste our rage As we close their cage. This is the underworld Exposing truth for all to see This is the suffering For now and

but the intoxicating. "Wake up fool" reads the headlines The girl has fucked at least 10 guys, That you know of and that you care to know for. When lights

myself just like a whore. You know I could be so much more. I'm the revelation for despair. I'm the revelation for despair. I'm the revelation for despair

black and blue tonight, But your womb is full of more than his delight. Ravish his every desire And suck every inch of his latex attire. So take a deep

just like a whore. You know I could be so much more. I'm the revelation for despair. I'm the revelation for despair. I'm the revelation for despair

For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark