Spray the Walls Crimson
 

I'm hiding under your skin, find me, find me, Before I melt...
Itch and scratch, gnaw me out.
Follow the voices, follow the voices, hear them shout.

Take the knife, take the knife, be my guest,
Plunge it deep into their chest.

Sprawl the gore, more and more,
Open up, This forsaken door.

Hack and slash and maim the rest
Carve a hole, through your chest.
Make for us, A home and nest

For our, Eternal Rest...

I think the poem is really good

wow.. me likes it a lot.
Can I please write it down in my poem 'collection'? Ill give you the credit of course.