Infinite Red Lyrics

She must believe that I am nothing real

To make believe we need the hate we feel

It must be so hard being her

Or maybe just hard being

So help me

The air inside her lungs, weapon of choice

Her throat vibrates and an infinite red shadows her voice

A smile, fake, she’ll fashion in disease

I know, now, she will do just as she please

So help me God

Rip my skin in strips, bare bones to bear

The center of my weak point, centers her pointed stare

A thrown fit, needle tip, she pushes through

Bursting major vessels and the blood they carry, too

So help me God

Wherever I May Roam

‘Cause no one can persist long in this Hell I call my home

So help me

I listened to a liar and a thief

Bend on knee and beg me for belief

To suddenly turn executioner

And fuck the law, the jury, and the gavel, Your Honor

So help me God

Make my heart stone

‘Cause any hate-filled word she seethes in front of them will break my bones

So help me God

I must atone

For bringing forth such innocence into this world I’ve known

So help me