Waiting for the Screams - Autopsy

The screams are in my head

Like precious red victories

Waiting to erupt from the human cage

My Triumph is your misery

My patience will be rewarded

Each second an eternal feast

I sit, I dream, I savor every crimson moment

Before the shrieking is unleashed

There is no hate, there is no rage

Soon I’ll turn the dark, bloodsoaked page

These screams will be only for me

Like prisoners they’ll be set free

Lead: Coralles

Here we are behind soundproof doors

You and I, you’re down on all fours

Locked away, you will not be found

This place is death, just look around

I slit my wrist and smear the blood on your face

A mask of horror, a clotting embrace

And now it’s time for my climatic bliss

I’m ready for your screams to burst

So I rip the stitches from your lips