A Stroke of Red

There’s no harm done until the harm is done to me It calls me close as it comes to me Telling me to forget this world Erase my life, release this ghost Longing for a violent rebirth A stroke of red on this canvas of flesh Faint caress prolong the sting Just another prisoner longing to be free A stroke of red is all I need Now there’s no harm done, harm done Harm isn’t done Until the harm is done to me There’s no harm done, harm done Harm isn’t done Until the harm is done to me Done to me Body drifting over what I’ve become I see them but they’ll never see me, see me So much bleeding just to feel so numb Desires fulfilled in blasphemy A stroke of red on this canvas of flesh Faint caress prolong the sting One last brush to finish my masterpiece A stroke of red is all I need Now there’s no harm done, harm done Harm isn’t done Until the harm is done to me There’s no harm done, harm done Harm isn’t done Until the harm is done to me Now there’s no wrong done, wrong done No wrong is done Unless the wrong is done to me There’s no wrong done, wrong done If I’m in the wrong then there was wrong done to me Whispers from the skin entice Addicted to the numbness of the sickening slice Incisions you see are nothing to hide Nothing compared to the ones inside It’s all I need Another stroke of red to be free A stroke of red Now there’s no harm done, harm done Harm isn’t done Until there’s harm is done to me There’s no wrong done, wrong done No wrong is done Until the wrong is done to me Done to me