Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Stray from the Path
Riddled by your actions
Vexed by your words
Pleased by your wounds
Your screams will not be heard
I'll be smiling when you die
My teeth will gleam when I break your seams
I bestow upon you the knife from my back
Grotesque images invading my dreams
Unaware of their cause still I act upon them
My heart was been broken for the last time