Cavity King
Desires in conquest to
Murder her, maim her
Progress possession in
Blackmail entrails to
Pursuit your end for regret
With shame no end to shade
Bait her in comfort complete
Then move to kill
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
This is regret in its purest
A simple plan here
You're on the trail of the hunted
Haunted now
Smiling and nodding
She'll go without a fight
To your delight, she's unaware
She's helpless in your sights
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
Encounters, though brief
Murdering heaping
The coals, the heat
Surgery pending
You're the king
Of cavity quenching
By inching the tips
Of fingers across the
Forbidden, forbidden
Forbidden, forbidden
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
Your entries made public
Your journals in crimson
Her veins filled with red ink
Your quill spills in cursive
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
Murder her, maim her
Progress possession in
Blackmail entrails to
Pursuit your end for regret
With shame no end to shade
Bait her in comfort complete
Then move to kill
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
This is regret in its purest
A simple plan here
You're on the trail of the hunted
Haunted now
Smiling and nodding
She'll go without a fight
To your delight, she's unaware
She's helpless in your sights
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
Encounters, though brief
Murdering heaping
The coals, the heat
Surgery pending
You're the king
Of cavity quenching
By inching the tips
Of fingers across the
Forbidden, forbidden
Forbidden, forbidden
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
Your entries made public
Your journals in crimson
Her veins filled with red ink
Your quill spills in cursive
Red ink spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
I know you ache
But she is alive
I know you ache
But she's more than a story
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Albert Schwab, Randy Michael Torres, Steven Allen Dail, Alexander William Albert
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