On a hot summer night I offered my throat
to the monster with the red roses.
He offered me his mouth, teeth, and hunger.
I knew he would starve without me.
It was a hot summer night and the beach was burning,
there was fog crawling over the sand.
When you listen to my heart,
you hear my terror churning.
I see the bloody shards cutting
through my trembling hands.
You were licking your lips
with your scissors shining.
you were dying just to take your taste.
We were kneeling together in a puddle of blood
and by the the light of the moon.
You knew there wasn’t a moment to waste.
You hold my throat and my knees grow weak.
As my body gets prepared for the ground.
I’m trying to speak but no matter what I do
I just can’t seem to make any sound.
Then you cut my tongue right out of my mouth.
All the while you were still fucking me.
Now my body is shaking like a wave on the water
And I see that you’re beginning to grin.
We’re finally alone and you can do what you want.
The night is young
And Ain’t no-one gonna know where I am
No-one gonna know where I am….