Kill the pride

Beautiful pain in the domain. The time lingers on. Time has come. Youthful hope and motherless kids stranded on a deserted island. Trust in no one, lie to live. Constantly digging deeper. Death by side, creeping my face. Tragic rage. Each and everyone will bleed by my hand. At last the land is down. Breath my strings, Sunday morning. This is killing my arms and legs. Falling deeper and deeper into the abyss. Came with the moor, the way of the haunted state. Ordinary flies underneath falling island. Finally the collecting boats of fate come to face me by hand. With the halo and the disease, we fart at your cow.

Finally you have come to the dale where I live. The moment I saw you there at the circus. I wanted to say hello. Hello! Feel the suffering I had inside your womb. Feel the hate I grew when you had my groom. Thrust your insides out, the overwhelming madness inside your mind. Rumors and drags, waiting for my abyss.

Thesis and fulfillment, the morning of dawn. I had your hand over rat the fountain of life. I see you clearly now as I come down from the circus at the hat of sorrow. I see the deep blood flowing out of your veins, itching in pain. Coal is black and I am not the one you were looking for. Feel the wrath and hate. I saw that you craved it. Greed and loneliness is the reason for your gate to heaven. She will be safe and firm until I seal the gate from stars and fingers. And so bring me the last horses of gold. Jealous of my runabout, seeking deeper for the years of isolation. Mind me after you come down to me. Raw is the gingerbread as I see your face in the mirror. Clowns gathering around the posters. Rip down all to shreds. Bite me in the neck and feel my feet. Kick me in the nuts, you have guts! Love me like no one could. Linger down in the deep sorrow of wardrobes. Porn is good for your satisfaction. This is forgiving in the time of beginning. I find trust in hell. Learn me wise and clear I see you deep down there. They will wait for me until I see their lust. I forged the ring of power, and here I am your lies. Frying my mushrooms for you. Relics are delicate. The spawn of time, the danger of rape. In the east, I will fade away.

What would you care if I was dead? Would you die for me as well? You are as selfish as my grandmother. Feel the underlying messages as I take the step outside of the boundary. You and me in toxic waste, the land of the future. Greed will not solve our problems. Learn to deal with me, learn to capture the moment, learn to feel the pain.