Blood On Canvas

Glance, glance
I look at you passing me by
You look back with the green of your eyes
Seduction is just a part of the game
This is the perfect night

Drink, drink
Drink the smile of your face
Sweet invitation to come to my place
Enjoy my collection
Pure is the touch of my art

Blade hurting the skin while drawing words
Slicing you I read my poem
My masterpiece starts to live on
When you die

When you die

People
Shake, shake my hand at every event
You can't do a thing about to prevent
It inflates my ego
My vanity under the spotlights

Stay, stay
Stay forever on these cold walls
My eternal star in the hall
Steel blade in my hands
Will brush another painting again

Blade - hurting the skin while drawing words
Slicing you I read my poem
My masterpiece starts to live on
When you die

Framed your beautiful blood for all to see
Praising up my gallery
Deep red on the canvas
Honest blood will never lie

Never lie

Blade hurting the skin while drawing words
Slicing you I read my poem
My masterpiece starts to live on
When you die

Framed your beautiful blood for all to see
Praising up my gallery
Deep red on the canvas
Honest blood will never lie

Never lie