She's the morbid Angel and she needs to be alone,
So much time waiting for someone to find her as she bleeds alone at home,
Waiting for you to come find her and return,
She's the Morbid Angel and she wishes up a star.
She comes dressed in black with a twisted smile spread on her face, Hoping to find her loved one, She's falling from grace, She's one step away from the edge and she's falling too fast, This wish she finds upon a star will certainly be her last.
Her wish to die and never be found, to slash, to slit, to fall, to drown, anything to die and go straight down, into the depths of hell as an unheard sound, a forgotten memory within a dream.
Her wish to die and never be found, to slash, to slit, to fall, to drown, anything to die and go straight down, into the depths of hell as an unheard sound, a forgotten memory within a dream. |
