Psalms of hell (fourth movement) "she cried"

by Marcus blake   Jan 12, 2009


Hear tears turned red
She was dead
Her innocents was' enough
To over come her hunger for lust
She couldn't resist
So she drowned herself in sin
Dead and free to commit evil
Her hands bloodstained
Her face covered in blood
The days were always still
So it was easy to kill
The abyss was her new home
A place where evil roams
She couldn't deny
Ever since she died
She cried for deaths
Of every single one of her crimes

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