We signed in blood to proclaim our faith. We signed in blood and sealed our fate. |
In the barren darkness of night,
Spirits surface from beneath...
Everything draws into itself,
as the city floats upon the fire...
Where all is lost and dreary.
My countless thoughts aren't nearly...
Out of this pain and torture of my cries.
Is only my tormented life your prize...
I.
Penance marks down my soul's notches...
I have awaited a day,
when I would meet someone so kind...
It is your touch I must resist;
I struggle in your cold embrace...
My heart beats full of sweet sap and pure honey,
it doesn't beat for the lust of freshly printed...
Always, constantly.
Looking, for the better me...
If you are fed up with people throwing you back in the dirt, then isn't taking your life the same thing to your friends? |
Before choosing tasks of death. |
Love is nothing, unless you try. |