death leave my final blow
take me in sweet kill me sour
deeply plunged in defeat
i slowly grind my teeth
and hold my shreds on tattered faith
and in here no one heres me crie so who shall care when i die?
mystery lies in my face
but i will not allow such disgrace
wept cold with revenge
i plan to slaughter them like lambs and drown their asses in their last goodbye
darkgothic_queen · Thu Jan 18, 2007 @ 05:54pm · 0 Comments |