He presses
She falls...
Broken dreams,
And broken hearts...
She is living in the next Jihad,
She was fallen when she turned on God...
Lurking in the shadows
something not for here or there...
The words trapped in my eyes,
if only you could read my pain...
Always nice to other people
Never speaking up...
He took it on himself, to stop her pain
Ending her crying in the cold pouring rain...
This Is My Advanced Feeling
I'm feeling on top of the world...
Holding a blade just under her chin
"Scream and I will cut you again"...
The stench of decaying death,
Inhaled with every single breath...
What is this torment with which you have laid upon...
That thou thought that my body would give way to...
Lock your hearts and man the hand grenades,
Forget love, put your heart to these raids...