She has a porcelain face
Skin china and pale...
Above there are butterflies flit fluttering...
As the flames lick at her heels, as hell consumes...
Mind of pain a point of furry,
lives are failed then we burry...
Abhor heart in anonymous maze,
Heaven scent, Will I regret...
Never thought of seeing her body
lifeless,drained,disgusting...
These walls
They are ten feet high...
A disturbed spirit haunts the halls of,
My old...now deserted school...
Ten years on,
I still hear tales...
As the dying take their last breath
and the angels scream...
Oh the shadows! Oh the pain!
Why in hell are you doing this to me again...
Two worlds created by man. two worlds wound up in...
For the other one seeks a remedy to the rain of...