Shut up...
Is that really all you have to say...
The glint of the light on the blade
Sends shivers down my spine...
You have become a monster,
Sick, twisted...
Clinging to her bones unwound
Feverish kicking, a light abounds...
Roses are blue
Violets are red...
I spit up Angina,
I smile the plague...
Theres no-one out there,
No-one to please...
The sky eluming gray
Threatening, Dangerous, Terrifying...
Love is like suicide it takes all you have and...
Love is like suicide it tortures you until you die...
He doesn't understand why I did it,
he never will...
Tangled in endless confusion,
enrobed in the gathering mist...
Down on their life
Is a mark there...