Crimson liquid spluttered everywhere,
The fume of the room stinks like hell...
As two trains pass in the night I caught a face in...
it was mine going both ways a silhouette was...
When Hurricanes and Sand Storms Invade the Skies
and over masses of corpses linger hordes of Flies...
They called me a psychopath,
but you looked into my eyes...
Who am I?
I am a heart breaker...
How your legacy relates to me,
Many people will never see...
Like sticky black shadows acting as webs, Darkness...
Her tears are red.
she wishes she was dead...
Why try to be hero if im better villian
lying to myself of saving the day...
I would like to introduce
you to my best friends...
That cigarette in your hands,
I hope it kills you quick...
Was a mortal man meant to die?
Or live forever in the sky...