

The blacks and blues...Everyday is always the same All the time feeling the same pain You work so hard, theres nothing to gain Cut off from the world, time to sufficate.The blacks and blues...
When all you feel is regret A child with a torn vein Your valve, your heart beats only for The blues the black, a small piece of my mind.
Live and learn, learn and grow Grow and be, or wilt and die For every minute of and for you, Every minute is all a lie.
Just a child in the moonlight The blues and blacks of my mind The scars and the blood, a cringing sight Everyone falls down at least o


Dead As DirtI swore to the Heavens at night I was down on my dirty knees I prayed that you were alright Little did I know You were coming homeDead As Dirt
Little did I know You were not alone A body bag across your chest I told you to leave the rest You said I was the best
Because I am the best The best of friends, with a killer You said that the taste of blood Yeah, it’s a thriller, a filler You lick your lips
Men in blue suits, and men in white Take you all away from me It’s not, it’s not fair, can’t they see I didn’t do it, so much for


ApocalypseWaiting, watching, my stomach churns As I feel my insides turn The salt water in my eyes does burn But why do you care?Apocalypse
Excuse me for not remembering my vow of “silence” As I drift off into my dream This world isn’t as it seems.
Falling, breaking, I’ll be sick While the scent of you makes me tick I will not fall for your dirty tricks But why do you care?
I opened up to a random page I couldn’t stop myself I read the ending first.
Slumber land, fatigue, my loss of sleep And my heart begins to weep How slowly time does cre


The Vampiric LifeJust thinking of you leaves a bad taste in my mouth Those few simple words that I’ll never say aloud A stained image that leaves me running for the door I forget my question, what are those crosses for?The Vampiric Life
There’s fangs beneath those rough ashen lips There’s knives hanging idle from slender hips There’s hair hanging down in russet strips There’s something more beneath this crypt
A hunter, a prowler, you’re a demon in the night Just the rumour of you, makes me tremble in fright You’re addictive, a drug, the metallic taste of blood Oh, there’s just so many things that
Devious Comments
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The kiriban's still a way off, but you've got just as much chance of winning as anyone else! Good luck. :3
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