The Count Of Groundsoaking Blood

You were called forth
To be shown the pits of despair
Let me show you how deep
This rabbit hole goes

Torn from your mother
Death to your father
You were brought forth
To be shown the price of your life
Let me show you how deep
This rabbit hole goes

Drip
Down into
This pit of ever
Lasting despair
The only one who knows you is me
The only ones who love you are us
Come back into our cold embrace
Come give blessed death a taste

Drowning
In a pit of blackest depths
Drink this despair
As wine from the cup
Blood red,
It drips from your lips
A mouth that only spoke lies