The agony in my fears mirrors the blood of my bitter solitude. |
We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. |
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic |
Stab this knife into my heart and let my blood run dry |
She brings the blade to her skin__.&&. releases the paiin from wiithiin. |
It doesnt hurt me...you wanna feel how it feels? |
"You wake to suffer through the day |
Smiles are no more than empty love |
Looking for a way to escape this dreamworld that has now turned into a nightmare |
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! |