Tree of blood
-MistressAli

it rains, oh it rains down on me
my tree of blood, my tree of pain
the tree of lies...cannot disguise
the hate inside of me
no summer's bloom
I prefer the dead branches,
The withered leaves, the sap
Sticky and hard, dried out...
...Like suicide blood

Rain, rain my tree of blood...flood,
flood, drown me with your pain
Can't cut down this tree of blood
Its roots firmly entrenched in my body,
my heart.