Coagulation

I watch the blood congeal From gaping cuts I've made My arms, a lattice work Of trails to death displayed They soak into my clothes I let them dry, then rip The blood seeps forth again I bite into my lip I wonder I wonder how yours is Does it clot Just like mine? You volunteer at first It's just an innocent game, oh Until it turns to black With just yourself to blame A cut is not enough I need to see blood well A wound, then a pool Let's watch the plasma ge The bucket slowly fills I watch, I watch the murky film How long can I hold out 'Til I drink it down?