your pictures fade away
with wounded hands you stay
promises that was never made
only pain remain
but you pulled yourself one night
under the pale moonlight
there you cried
then every things over
bite marks,scabbed legs
you're blistered with chairs
have you ever tried looking in your mirror?
watch as you scream in a magnificent horror
dont play with your knife right now
I will drag the body down
bathe with pheromone
i can smell the velvet tone
i saw you ending the demonic dawn
But then..... you looked back .. I SCREAM!!!
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