Blood Like Cream - Red Fang

I refuse to sleep

I will not eat

I’m drowning in my bed

Bind her hands to mine

And make her blind

She’s lost the rest of time

Babe, frothing at the teat

Carry him to me

His blood like cream

Stars that fade away

Their light will dissipate

And carve another name

Cut it up

Cut it up

Cut it up

Just before I take it

Paint your lips with blood

And clean your eyes

You’ve stripped away the skin

Babe, frothing at the teat

Carry him to me

His blood like cream

Cancer of thinking

Thinking

You’ve left behind

All that

You’re wasting

Wasting away