Grasp the knife
Slice the vein...
My aura blackens
corresponding...
An angel shadows her room
And watches over her at night...
I play a game on my arm.
The Romantic Razor Blade is such a charm...
They prostituted their body and mind
Never knowing what they left behind...
Once there was a boy, young and innocent in his...
But lived in a world that scared him with the...
Drinking And Drugs Was Getting Heavy,
The Partying Was All Around...
Amorphous shadows lay deathly still
As the purest of blood did flow...
Bodies rotten, the dead forgotten.
Tortured souls, missing holes...
Hello lover...
that's how you greeted me at the door...
Life...
A monastery of sadness...
My pain
so real...