Our Lord, who art in His grave,
Death is thy name...
I know, it is short, and some do not like short...
Swimming around, everywhere, blood sets...
((Chunks)), indescribable matter on the ground...
Thump, thump; throb throb;
Hold it close to your chest...
I really did believe in them
that fairies really took my teeth...
To a place of nightmarish dreams
Where nothing is ever what it seems...
The mermaid\'s tears are ever fresh,
Upon the burning seas...
With yellow eyes he chases you,
Your two legs are no match...
In my hands I hold your life and mine too. You can...
In my hands I hold the blood you cried yesterday...
Let yourself fade into the dark of the night
don\'t forget to scream her name as you slowly...
Crimson water
colored red...
Smiling as the blood drips down,
the child lies dead...