8 April 2010
It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen, The minutes are hours, the hours are days, I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges, I smell the lies dancing on your blac
I whispered in her ear: Fear me dear, for I am Death, I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love, Till there's nothing left I whispered in her ear: You better fear me dear, for I am Death, And I'll
She starts her new diet, of liquor and dick, Just like Hollywood but laced in sick. The sun goes down and so does she. The sun goes down and so does she. Sold out the love that she had left with a cut
I saw the world burn in hell I saw demons call from grave I saw blood all over me I saw legions marching through Take my knife in your heart Feel the pain in your mind Slowly death is my love I am hel
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