Red Lamb

Drip
drop
Darnkess is falling.

Drip
drop
Evil is calling.

Drip drop
Plop plop
When red consumes white,
Drip drip
Drop drop
Death will come in the night.

Dripping
dropping
A slice of a knife
across flesh
becomes blood.

Drip
drop
Tears stream down
while soul rises up.

Drip
drop
Drip
drop
For bloodshed, there is no more need
Dripping and dropping,
done is the deed.

As blood and wool lie pooling in death,
one dying sinner,
inhales another breath.