Blood Is Thicker Than Water

The blood’s running down slowly
On my pale skin
I am out of pain now
The blade shines in the sun.

Far away from my full of hatred sight
I wish you as much harm as possible.
Farewell murky jail I’m leaving you,
The knife is my final friend.

A fine blade is laying on the blue line,
A crack hurts me and takes me away.

The knife’s cold caress
Made my jailers run away
And delivery is born by my blood
To bruise and jeer at you.

Close your eyes, I don’t want your pretty sullen
And I spit on your regrets.
I’m naked smiling to death
Voluptuousness holding out her hands.