A WitchA witch! A witch! In Salem there was oh, the black cat of the demon's sons she, alone, destroyed the heavens she, alone, murdered the peasants. "A witch!" she cried, "A witch! A witch!" Fainting and screaming, pretending she was until, one by one, their lives were done. A wench she was, and a wench she still yet be she brought us hell, and disaster she did seek! The Devil! The Devil! In Salem he is oh, the demon himself, the wickedness he brings! His selfish little cat pointed us out until one by one we dared to scream and we dared to shout innocent we were and innoA Witch
The BiteYou will only see the dark, the moon and all of its hearts. The bite of love makes you his slave bound to him and all his parts. Bound to serve and nothing more, bound to die with pain galore. A tortured soul and nothing less, against your lips his lips shall press. The kiss of torture, the kiss of pain, it kills you slowly while pleasure courses through your veins. A pleasure unknown to man, for it is the pleasure of death. A pleasure that courses through your blood causing loss of breath.The Bite
This I BelieveThis I believe is the world falling apart, thrashing and flailing as if grabbed by the heart. Covered in ashes or frozen to the spot, everybody's dying there's no escaping the plot.This I Believe
This I believe is the reason we die the population is growing, polluting the sky. Our endless hunger depleting the trees, crushing the food chain and causing lungs and stomachs to bleed.
On top of it all our murderous ways cause us to kill each other leaving us mourning for the rest of our days.
This I believe is the reason we send others to save us
Night dreamsA river of fire, or ice-speckled rain, Welling inside your cauldron of pain. A tortuous dream deforms into nightmare, Leaden feet won't run, from hell's glutinous lair.Night dreams
Writhe uneasy in bed, enslaved by sleep's trap, Struggling for freedom, without life's puzzling map. Vision's are cloying, stimulating choked scream,
Am I living this life, or a punishing dream?
Something is wrong, snapping eyes open wide, Paralysed body screams for somewhere to hide. All of those things that give tortuous strife, In reality no nightmare, for this is my life!
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FrustrationGrab the pen and stab the page Let the paper bleed in ink Strike again, stain white with black Don't let your mind have time to thinkFrustration
Unlock the floodgates to your soul Utter things none else would dare Spill your thoughts and dark desires Let your secrets be laid bare
Slowly swirl the pitch-black ink Write a line, a verse, a song Drown out the world and all its noise Slave away the whole night long
Drench the page in your emotions Pour out all you can, and then Throw your work into the fire Grab a new page, start again
AngerYou call me weak, I might be, You call me names, I take them, I stood up to you, You pushed me down, My body feels hot, My knuckles turn white, I close my eyes,Anger
When I open them you lay on the floor, Broken, Bleeding, You get up and swing at me, I swing back harder than ever before, As you fall I see tears of blood, Istill feel rage, I still feel hate, Everyone stares as they pull me away, Still swinging, Covered in blood that is not mine, You called me weak, But my hate for you made me strong.
Rainbow Eye
A little about me?
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The most successful serial killer of all time, is time itself.
Just thought I’d depress you.
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The most successful serial killer of all time, is time itself.
Just thought I’d depress you.
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~Sages-of-Hyrule ~kodomo-no-tsuki ~Visual-Kei-Club
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