There is beauty within your hope. I grew up, so I was told. Through dark spaces still I wander Until the lightning forms a thunder. Through black skin I will bite. Pierce with my teeth inside; There is life underneith; O’ brute of flesh u can’t believe My lonley side is moving. I feel sorry for soothing, I feel terrible and sorry. Though dont you worry Im fine, ‘cause you are tasty. Rosé flesh and bloody lips, Your life is not the case here. When it’s dark you crawl inside Because you want to see a light But in my blackest eyes Thy soul’s like dynamite.
Poisoness the bite; Get bitter we might Be as well dead. This is your end.














