always through his mind killing my time angering my soul my flaming body my heart roars with words scolding flesh as if i wasn't mad enough he holds the crown and you've held your head towards the ground his slaves to wither but i won't let this be you'll have to kill me leave me for decease ******** pity ******** sympathy i'm tired of being misunderstood i'll raise hell 10ft higher i'll murder you all i'll deterioate your mind the weaks to be left last as i feed on the strong make them all suffer and suffocate them one by one they'll fall no longer will you silence me i'll paint the walls with your blood and chain the memories with your souls to justify me so i can be free
-Dark Princess
darkgothic_queen · Fri Dec 15, 2006 @ 11:00pm · 0 Comments |