These wounds will heal...
into what I am,
Angelic scars...
The Demon of seducers,
torn and distraught...
Criticized for what I have bought,
A ticket to the viewing...
of what i am doing,
murdering the massacre...
Falling to my feet for her,
Willingly giving my life...
Darkness shadows their views,
So slowly I abuse...
their minds, cluded and confused,
For what they have chosen...
But I have again rosen,
Tatooed with angelic scars
I slowly murder...murder them all...
They took you from me once,
but never again...
they will regret that night it ever happened,
Bloody and dead...
We all are,
Lovely and beautiful,
She is...
Now bastard feel my hate and fear, Die.......... |
