ripped in cold flesh they ignore you annoy them and they'll blow your brains out
this transmission is necessary
death has fold you more than once
slashed by sucide you've reached the end of your life
so now you fall down through a tunnel of fire
trying to slow down you scould your skin
and screammmmmmmmmmmmmm!
this is more than you could ever dream or imagine
dripped in blood you confess your love
as you envy the world above
--DP
darkgothic_queen · Wed Jan 17, 2007 @ 10:17pm · 0 Comments |