Invisible, blind to the world, nothing. Death is a blessing I will not refuse. Take me now sweet angel. Bless me, dear angel of death. |
Darkness has a pulse it bleeds as we do. Oozing hurt and sweet tears. Darkness cries from an unknown pain. The stained crimson blade darkness carries. Everyone has a scar. |
DO do do do di do di do do do do do do doo da da da da do di di do do dooooo!!!!!!! This is my song. Love it or die. |
Broken flesh as blood seeps out, in scarlet tears. Bones shake and brains melt as the soul of the world dissapears. |
I guess some people are just born with tragedy in their blood. |
"It's better to be out of the loop rather than inside because then you can't be hung by it." |