Oh How Dry

Oh, my
Oh, my
How dry
I slit his throat
And watched him die
The blood
Like rain
Came from the sky
And yet this thirst
I can't deny
This feeling
Ever so unreeling
Leaves my wrath
Unquenched unsealing
All the hate and yet
I'm late to realize
This blind disguise
I be no villain
Know no heathens
And like you
I am still breathing
But this thirsty
Ever seething
Tempts my
Everything inside
But this snake that
Slithers slowly
Tempts my everything inside