Deep in the depths of heartaches wrath
Faint illegitimate caresses of fake epitaph...
Ever have THOSE days?
you just hate everything...
Lips cannot
touch liquid forgiveness...
Antibodies group as my third eye,
the second grave...
Echoes of this shattering heart
Like a grinder of the human spirit...
The monsters are due out on Maple Street tonight
They gather around in their circles jeer and fight...
Collections of memories, emotions, reflections,
reside in the psyche, "an immaterial part of...
You're begging me
to throw up all my beliefs...
I can't sleep,
so I can't dream...
It start for the trust for the dark...
He know how to make it so very toxic...
Stricken by teen insanity;
Stardom: and untimely fate...
Echoing whispers of wind sing,
And a crash resonates once more...