Tears of Blood - Biohazard

I sit and pick my brain each night

With an axe in my hand held tight

Bite my nose to spite my face

Killing myself, I can’t escape the rat race

Wallowing in neck-deep misery

Quicksand dissent, pressure free

Deepest wounds are self inflicted

Should I hope to be vindicted

Always alone, society’s abortion

Self mutilation, the daily portion

Resentful past breeds hopeful future

With tears of blood, I remove the sutures

Dying inside, emotions they hide

Irreperable damage from the tears the I’ve cried

I climb from the sewer, the years that I have spent

Self mutilation or my environment

Tears of blood Tears of blood

I cry I cry

Tears of blood Tears of blood

I die

Deny myself for fear of being

Is it over now, has my heart stopped beating

Lying here just self defeating

My mind is empty, it won’t stop bleeding

Twisted anger screams my brain

Over the edge, I hang in pain

Mouth locked shut my mind won’t swallow

With tears of blood, alone I wallow

No one to blame except myself

What you call masochism I call wealth

Maybe its just a matter of pride

Too sweet to end with suicide

Peel the scab, pour salt in the wound

Torturing myself, I’m forever doomed

Looking east and west each and every moon

A peaceful rest comes someday soon

No one to blame except myself

What you call masochism I call wealth

Is death life and do we live in hell?

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