GOODBYE, OLD FRIEND

Saying goodbye to an old friend, like old habits, you die hard

You savage, you fiend, digging deeper inside of me

Every single inch must be pinched and hurt

And it can get worse, and it will, indeed, just watch it

In my pockets there's a story, a bloodstain glints in all it's glory

Found you deep inside a basement, thought some rocks would make a nice replacement

For your skull, it needed thrashing, fingers missing, let's make them matching

Take off your disgusting organ, I'll make it ugly, make it morbid

I will feast upon the untouched blood, a god fearing man fears lust

But you can't untouch, so I'll do now what i must