C'est une fleur
Une très belle rose...
Waning moonlight crowns a primordial nexus
Native land of Seminole sons' and daughters...
I'll stab a knife through your heart
and watch you bleed out slowly...
I try to be brave
And ignore the words you say...
Engulfed visualisations,
Leading to burning desires...
Self hating
mind eraising...
Recklessly beautiful
recklessly thought...
Fathered by a parasite,
eating at his flesh...
Burning deep inside lies bodies deathly cold,
holding on so tightly, to life the devil's mold...
A Raven flys, deep within the hells,
Black and weary, flying solo and all alone...
Shattered tears
with a broken dream...
Spiraling down to the end of this life
Wondering whether its worth using a knife...