RITUALISTIC SUICIDE
Chorus
I'm laying in a ditch, with sliced wrists
I cut my throat, this ain't no joke
Blood spilled, myself I killed
Hearts barely beatin', animals will soon be eatin'
My still warm flesh!!!
Verse 1
Life has no meanin', happiness I was feignin'
Can't take it anymore, knocked on Deaths door
He answered me, with a slashing spree
Bloods pouring out, like water from a spout
Sheriff Miller's, looking for the killer
But this crime scene, is caused by me!!
Chorus
Guitar Solo
Verse 2
I fillet'd my gut, from tit to butt
Bodys' wide open, survival, there's no hopen
Innards oozing out, to the Moon I shout
Life's fading fast, holding on, makin' it last
Ritualistic Suicide, time to say good bye.
Doin' it slow in the Moonglow, can't stay, gotta go.
Chorus
Guitar Solo
Verse 2
END
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*extra lyric... ?verse 3/bridge?*
Ritualistic Suicide, self imposed homicide
Taking the life that's mine, spilling my sacrificial wine
Spiritual currency, now I'm free
Payed the toll, no more getting old
Made a deal, this shits real
Gotta fly, good bye
Written by Clifford F Perry 10-24-14
Chorus
I'm laying in a ditch, with sliced wrists
I cut my throat, this ain't no joke
Blood spilled, myself I killed
Hearts barely beatin', animals will soon be eatin'
My still warm flesh!!!
Verse 1
Life has no meanin', happiness I was feignin'
Can't take it anymore, knocked on Deaths door
He answered me, with a slashing spree
Bloods pouring out, like water from a spout
Sheriff Miller's, looking for the killer
But this crime scene, is caused by me!!
Chorus
Guitar Solo
Verse 2
I fillet'd my gut, from tit to butt
Bodys' wide open, survival, there's no hopen
Innards oozing out, to the Moon I shout
Life's fading fast, holding on, makin' it last
Ritualistic Suicide, time to say good bye.
Doin' it slow in the Moonglow, can't stay, gotta go.
Chorus
Guitar Solo
Verse 2
END
\m/
*extra lyric... ?verse 3/bridge?*
Ritualistic Suicide, self imposed homicide
Taking the life that's mine, spilling my sacrificial wine
Spiritual currency, now I'm free
Payed the toll, no more getting old
Made a deal, this shits real
Gotta fly, good bye
Written by Clifford F Perry 10-24-14
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