There is this place of fantasy where no soul has...
Knives and Razors so sharp to the skin
So much conflict that there is pain...
She Stands By The Edge,
Her White Skin Glistening In Light...
She flew around me room
in closed in dark gloom...
I sway
than fall to the ground...
The sky was bleeding red
They were so close to being dead...
Along the shores of Forbidden Isle,
lay the lair of a mythical beast...
Baby if your heaven then I must be hell,
Cause when I leave the scene you hear the bells...
An assassin, deadly as hell
Forbidden from her love...
Lies and deception
all taking their place...
Silence is finally here
In my final resting place...
The pain is cutting deeper
Infection from the blade...