Blood beneath.

by Macabre   Apr 10, 2006


I'm so angry on the inside,
Blood boils under alabaster.
And the more you piss me off,
It will reach the surface faster.

And when the anger breaches skin,
And you hear the cracking sound.
You'll soon know whats going on
Face plowed into the ground.

And the anger is building,
I'm reaching fever pitch,
My heart is exploding.
Dieses Totet Mich

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