| You are extra skin, torn from the deepest sin, let it all begin..Let me in..For three thousand years Iv been on the hunt, four more times and I might just fall right off and die. Sixteen candles oh how sweet. precious little piece will soon be, practice for me to keep. Another words, dead to this world, a broken raped girl, stupid, just like cupid.. i don't feel love. Black verses of the damned, ring out, inside the hand, darkness swallows the map, time, its all an evil misshap. |
