Cavity King

Desires in conquest to murder her, maim her Progress possession in blackmail entrails to Pursuit your end for regret with shame no end to shade Bait her in comfort complete then move to kill Red ink, spills from her veins Your quill still draws her in Red ink, spills from her veins In curses, in cursive This is regret in it's purest, a simple plan here You're on the trail of the hunted, haunted now Smiling and nodding, she'll go without a fight To your delight, she's unaware, she's helpless in your sights Red ink, spills from her veins Your quill still draws her in Red ink, spills from her veins In curses, in cursive Encounters though brief Murdering heaping the coals, the heat, surgery pending You're the king of cavity quenching by inching the tips Of fingers across the forbidden, forbidden, forbidden I know, you ache But she is alive I know, you ache But she's more than a story Your entries made public Your journals in crimson Her veins filled with red ink Your quill spills in crimson Red ink, spills from her veins Your quill still draws her in Red ink, spills from her veins In curses, in cursive I know, you ache But she is alive I know, you ache But she's more than a story I know, you ache But she is alive I know, you ache But she's more than a story