Dry

The walls built themselves back up, brick by bloody brick,
Red-iron rivers flow through the maze from the source
Time to bleed her dry.

The light in her eyes has dimmed, instead the monster stares from within,
And I've seen him before too many times in this place,
It's time to bleed it dry.

Nothing's ever right for long and when it crashes it crashes from higher up,
And nothing will ever be the same again,
Bleed me dry.