Screams.. Pain.. Tears..
Power.. Hatred.. Fear...
Why
is life so hard...
Why are we here
do we exist or...
Razors edge
Outlines the dead...
I'm here to bring you out of the darkness
and into the light with me...
Soft silk lace cool against flesh
Running smoothly through my hands...
I'm hearing voices
oh no, not in my head...
Lying here on cold wet soil,
Letters turn me to termoil...
This fire that dwells is in my soul,
It burns up all good and leaves me with nothing...
Do you believe in demons?
Well explain this to me...
The porcelain doll you were told not to touch,
This doll would only break you knew this much...
A gown so white and thin,
A person full of many a sin...