Analysis of "My bloody heart"

My heart is torn
My heart is torn
Oh how I miss you kissing my sweaty face like a wild bull
Oh how I wonder in my mind and  soil to get thee to dig the dirty dirt in the soul of my mind
How my mind wonders to lala land wishing to hold u once more in my bloody arms of pain sarrow
As I have at the hard wood floors thinking putting my hard hand into your sexy mouth as it come to kiss my sweaty lips In The moon light
Oh how my mind sees u in the dark whole swallow ing you up until no more but in my mind your there lips locked on my sweaty neck of blood never drys  up
Thank your for being in my mind