I look around and what do i see?
alot of things staring back at me...
Your majesty filled my glass
The bloody alcohol smile...
You may find in your cloying dreams,
Sickeningly twisted figures invade your things...
I'm tired of this year
This year of tears and sorrows...
Down The Rose Thorn
It Gradually Drips Below...
Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
By My Decadent...
It was a cool autumns day when the evil came this...
For i had a dream and woke up in fright
For the place i had been in all through the night...
The air cuts like glass
But the wind shall soon pass...
I'm sorry I was late,
I had to go slice some deadly cards...
Catch my falling tears, and let them stain
Don't shun away your hand in disdain...
I can feel the sensations,
I can touch them without hasitation...