He\'ll rip your heart out, and drink your burning blood.

by BLAYZE   Feb 10, 2007


The sin, with hell written into his flesh
the black winged angel, with death in his eyes
the demon, that follows you into night
the one that has that one perfect disguise.

he speaks lies to you, he will captivate you
he tells you what you want to hear
he screams at you, he tears at you
he's the plague, he's the disease, he's the one you fear.

he'll cut your beating heart out, right from your chest.
your life's final breath comes undone.
he laughs as he steals you soul,
he drinks while walking to hell, he drinks your burning blood.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Iyla

    I love it, although i find it kind of funny that you steal my idea :) love you. ~kit