Behold

by Martyr Laguna   Dec 24, 2015


Succumb to the thoughts
Indulge in your self pity
I will make you feel empty and whole
Your eyes were once shaped like Hearts
Now they're just dull

Behold ME, and MY FURY
YOU WILL SUCCUMB TO MY EVERY WISH
AND I WISH YOU MISERY
YOU SHALL NEVER FIND SATISFACTION
YOU SHALL NEVER KNOW LOVE
BEHOLD ME, AND ALL I HAVE GIVEN YOU

I SHALL TAKE FAR BEYOND WHAT YOU CAN EVER FATHOM
AND IN HELL YOUR SOUL WILL FEEL EXPONENTIALLY WORSE THAN IT DOTH NOW
SO SUCCUMB TO THE PAIN
YOU'RE IN FOR A TREAT LATER

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