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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