I'm sick and tired for all this desire for
Blood...
No fear
Against you death...
In a far dark desert Roses bloom
carved from a brittle sand...
Dark thoughts fill my head tonight
they jump up and down to the left and right...
Come weary people, welcome to my cell
myself i love it here but truly its living hell...
I ride my black horse through blistering cold
to take the weak and ravage the old...
Dark have been my dreams of late
my mind to weary to open this gate...
Broken hearts unite for darkness is all that is...
Cut. Cut.
The edge, it is sharp. Do not touch the edge...
Loved, broken and bruised
Man you surely knew how to abuse...
Something deep inside of me
Unlocks my heart and sets me free...
All i want is you.
Your skin so white...