I was born as a human and died one night,
it was cold and chilled my bones...
Willie, with a thirst for gore,
Nailed his sister to the door...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
Sitting in depression.
Feeling utterly alone...
No one sees her there
Ghost child...
As I walked down these dark streets,
A chill ran down my spine...
I'd lie.
Seldom do you hear the words of the dead...
I cant wait to show you,
the progress I've made...
A hint of cheap cologne wafted
along my bony spine...
Strawberry red dripping from my lips
Where you kissed me with bloody lust...
With every moving creature in the world,
Every wonder filling our heads...
On a lonely night
the threat of agony looms...