Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Who Will Stand After The Fall?
My sentimental moment has passed
gone it's way
like the tears of god
is it wrong that I hate you?
It isn't my faith I ask for
It isn't my bloodshot eyes
My pride is at it's place
I speak to you
after these years
You haven't changed a goddamn bit
You can
still wrap me round your finger
And I fool
And I fool
And I fool
Lose it all
I know I hate you
I know I love you
I know
Is it wrong I must wish
for your company
everytime I hear your name?
I'm sorry
I wasn't what you
wanted for
I was just the blackest
of the black sheep
But in my own
way
My twisted mind
is like the ivy
upon
the castle in the kingdom of heaven
I haven't done this in years
I'm to scared
too scarred
Let me finish what have I done
My god
I know what I need
My god
thanks alot for nothing
Like tears of my angels
Like blood of a demon
I've put myself back
into
your pathetic debt filled crimson vision
I love you
I hate you
Deadly to me
you are my enemy
you are my genocide
You are my suicide
Prosethetic head
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