I am so sick of it raining rain every day. Let it rain blood, if it is going to rain. So sick of it raining rain every day. I am in love with bloody days, not rainy nights. It is sickening to see and feel the rain falling down upon me. Give me blood. Give me blood, because that is the only thing worth raining down upon me. The sound, taste and sight of it raining blood is pleasurable to me. I like the way blood drips down my face. I like the way the blood taste when it comes down from the sky. Heaven knows I just can’t get enough. Heaven knows that I just can’t get enough of the bloody days and bloody nights.