well there is not much to say. i write songs that have meaning to me wither it doesnt make sence or is randum or is slightly scary to the rest. |
The skies are turning black,
as droplets of blood splashing on the soil of our...
This is the sound of the lost, beaten just broken,
climbing up and claiming what was taken...
The feel of aggression
sounds to good to beat...
To end the pain
to end thy evil reign...
I know this is a poem website but i think it is...
Well, I've got a bone to pick...