Taste of Steel

It's a nightmare
An intricate scene
All forged by the taste of steel
This riveting side of your conscious
Has revealed itself

(A message to all those attending the show)
A murderer's on the loose

Crimson tears
Forged by the taste of steel
You wrote a scene out
A place where they'd rest
Imagined putting them there by yourself

One in the fucking chamber
I know its destination
Here to return the favor
Return a life to you of fleeting joy
In this life of fleeting joy
Mixed emotions split the difference
But a bullet drives the point

Forged by the taste of steel

A dirt bed to rest your head
No more wandering thoughts
Just crimson and lead
The only thing to tip the scale
Is you can't be the one to
Drive the last fucking nail