Post by porcelainxx/Nathanxx on Jul 28, 2005 22:16:44 GMT -5
I hear the crys deep inside these forsaken walls. The blood tathered surrondings, the peircing crys. Ohh, how fun is it to live amongest these grounds. My vale talons bit up these graves as the enterance was only a foot long away. Can you bare to hear others scream the life that they lost? The bitter smell and the harsh coldness. It was paradise for the deviled king himself. Let's see if I sha'll be the beholder of these lands. Or which they will be mine.
ill stain my hands with your blood
paint it on the walls to show my guilt
my pride
my honer
blinded by sun damned never to live in it
pale from the dark of the night
eyes so blue known as sky
a soul lost in the fires of hell
controlling my every move
pull the strings tight, let me feel the strain
the pain
i dance for you, you make me crawl on my knees
pull the strings tight...tighter...and tighter..feeling it tear into my flesh
they wont break..my heart will before these strings...
i am your puppet..
i was nothing more but a game to you..
does it show?...
The blood dripped from the opening cracked mirror. It was of my delight that my face shattered with the opening gaos of a satin's place. This path marked my territory and no one elses. Ill see you in hell, as I cut my wrists wide open. Don't be mistaken if your a light. Come one step into these grounds, become a tooth pick between my teeth.
I walked along the ridge line peering into the home of the lights. What fools thinking everything is such a nice warm place. Blah... everything is made up of pain and struggling, nothing is made easy in this life or another.
ill stain my hands with your blood
paint it on the walls to show my guilt
my pride
my honer
blinded by sun damned never to live in it
pale from the dark of the night
eyes so blue known as sky
a soul lost in the fires of hell
controlling my every move
pull the strings tight, let me feel the strain
the pain
i dance for you, you make me crawl on my knees
pull the strings tight...tighter...and tighter..feeling it tear into my flesh
they wont break..my heart will before these strings...
i am your puppet..
i was nothing more but a game to you..
does it show?...
The blood dripped from the opening cracked mirror. It was of my delight that my face shattered with the opening gaos of a satin's place. This path marked my territory and no one elses. Ill see you in hell, as I cut my wrists wide open. Don't be mistaken if your a light. Come one step into these grounds, become a tooth pick between my teeth.
I walked along the ridge line peering into the home of the lights. What fools thinking everything is such a nice warm place. Blah... everything is made up of pain and struggling, nothing is made easy in this life or another.
