(no subject)
Carving her body
carressing her back
fixing her hair
too much to keep track
this blade is her tool
her tool of life
Of what's left anyway
So rotten, her core
words deformed; in decay
Can't take her life back
she gave it away
trying to bend the truth
Side to side it sways
nothing's left for him to say
This blade
in her hand
, twisting
he's trying to take it away
Pretty green veins
ripped open with dismay
the rivers shading red
with every heart beat
death calling her away
Blood flowing away
helplessly she forever lays
every pulse, is killing, pushin
unwillnig, hes watching
Within her fucked, red, and bloody life
he pushes her under
and screams, causing all skies to thunder
there's nothing left to tell
he'll wonder why he sent her away
allwell she's gone and he's
walking through hell
carressing her back
fixing her hair
too much to keep track
this blade is her tool
her tool of life
Of what's left anyway
So rotten, her core
words deformed; in decay
Can't take her life back
she gave it away
trying to bend the truth
Side to side it sways
nothing's left for him to say
This blade
in her hand
, twisting
he's trying to take it away
Pretty green veins
ripped open with dismay
the rivers shading red
with every heart beat
death calling her away
Blood flowing away
helplessly she forever lays
every pulse, is killing, pushin
unwillnig, hes watching
Within her fucked, red, and bloody life
he pushes her under
and screams, causing all skies to thunder
there's nothing left to tell
he'll wonder why he sent her away
allwell she's gone and he's
walking through hell