Win

by DeathsRage   Dec 23, 2007


We'll rip out every star in the night sky
don't ask any reasons why
we don't have an excuse, we don't have a solution
twisted among diluted illusions

Come with me as we paint white walls red
like the crimson screams we hear in our heads
we'll laugh at the slaughter, we'll hide in the sorrow
and wait for an escape sometime tomorrow.

we'll enjoy the twisted company of just us
with no one else that we could trust
and we'll understand the minds' contemplation
constructing a world of lies and damnation

We'll follow no one, make a path all our own
venture into a world that is yet unknown
sink in the drugs, bask in the sin
ya know we aren't here to win...

(we're here for fun)

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  • 16 years ago

    by gless

    Good work m8, nice

  • 16 years ago

    by gless

    Good work m8, nice