Change me
Burn my soul
You rotten , I laugh at you
You fall before my face
You whore
now see
The blade fallin' upon you
You're bound
in the dark chambers
with all that you fear
Until your judgement
All you can say
Of your sweet beloved
of her pale corpse
alive in your head
"You made me what I am ".
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário