I am the lost years, |
Despair is the last emotion before death,
Life is the journey towards the dark...
No one is coming
To save you my dear...
Ana (Queen Perfection)
I can't fight her alone...
Introduction
In rhyme I must this truth impart...
In my absence I may cease to exist
I am unworthy again, this time of you...
I give each customer a gift today,
Not a portion more, or less to pay...
The broken mirror found me,
Shattered to recognise...
You can't have me,
I'm mine...
Purge for the successor,
Address to the falling...
An envelope beside me,
A reminder...
I saw a face from childhood, |
I don't care what gender my towel is. |
If Everything was my fault people would worship me. |