There is some suffering within these walls;
Immortal trepidation lies inside...
There are whispers around me
Those little voices telling me to let you be...
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why!! (shaking his head...
50 hands on my back
fingers crawling up my neck...
Fantasy; deep desires roar,
The blood of the mountain, deep inside my core...
As these desolate nights pass me by, I tightly...
Manipulating my prey each and every day, thats me...
Cider salaries
suppressed to redress...
Tears run down like razor blades
and trun into flames...
Wandering in dark forgotten streets like her...
She fell into an impasse...
You think that you can get me,
You think that you have me scared...
Dreams are for dreaming
Plea's are for the weak...
Alone here at dusk as swallows migrate,
And the night sky is all mottled in red...