…And I found a raven’s feathers beneath melting snow
And I thought of you and how you fed upon me
In the manner of the most vile carrion
With lips painted glistening scarlet
You were the her#in in my veins…
Oh, I bleed not well and not fluidly
Yet you devour my poisoned crimson
Deceit in elegant waves of euphoric pain
Treachery as only your kind may summon
Misery. More hatred in one short life
Than the minions of Genocide ever unlеashed
Stagnation. Fault of mine? Or yours?
Stab me. f#ck mе over and over
You are why I am this and not a lamb
All fluffy and white, like the rest
Looking forward to their stupor
Looking for their leaders
Yet unwilling to seek their origins
I have sought after what is mine
Wasted time or essential to my lie?
Overtaken with plague, exposed to disaster
Stellar blackness may await…
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Scholomance Lyrics – Part I: The Liars and Those Who Would See Their Blood