Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away

I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword

They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and

I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have

I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…

I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right