The Cold Steel against my breast
my breathing is short and fast
i drink in your presense, your smile
the smile could be my last

Fairytales turn out to be real,
It just matters how you feel...

Life is like a prison, you are always trapped in other people eyes

Your Blood tastes so sweet,
i feel your breathing getting shallow,
you are mine my prize i waited so long for you the last thing youll know, the feeling of my teeth sink into your neck, your mine and youll stay that way in gods heaven or in my reality

~I would die to live, but only live to die~

We exist only in mind

I want to see
how life would be
without me
I want to see
how their lives would be
without me

Kingdoms come and Kingdoms go
Nations rizes, and the fools below
Go left and right, and hit the ground
But life thats left, will never be found.

Some things are better left unbled, especially when they appear to have no blood. One never knows if they're drinking from a wraith, after all.

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
You were my lust
But you broke my trust