Heroin Fingers

Merciless death how you love your precious guilt 
How you pathetically hold on to your insignificant martyrdom 
The sweet taste of your fresh victims veins coursing through you 
I can feel your cold embrace on my lifeless body 
Can you save me from my suffering 
Can you save me from my feelings 
Can you save me 
I feel you but I can't see you 
Your cold embrace, your translucent presence 
A kiss of death 
adorned with sick sadistic pleasure 
That only makes me stronger 
Reaping my final vengeance upon your soul