untitled.
Death so broad, so bright, so welcoming.
Is there something here for me, Im somehow missing?
Life leads to darkness, death leads to light.
Confused perhaps? I just might...
Wander into the kitchen at night.
Grab a knife.
Drag it across the flesh.
Leave a scar, forever and ever.
Those who notice, never know
Just what pictures seem to flow...
in my mind its all set it.
Boarded up, no one come in.
For if you do, nightmares we shall share.
Both of us dead, without a care.
No one here, no one to be found.
Nothing but a book that is bound.
Beneath the binding there is kept...
a picture of us, with nothing left.
A paper that transcribes a message.
Here it sits in a vacant room.
To bad no one will find it,
it forever looms.
*laughs* damn Im bored.
Is there something here for me, Im somehow missing?
Life leads to darkness, death leads to light.
Confused perhaps? I just might...
Wander into the kitchen at night.
Grab a knife.
Drag it across the flesh.
Leave a scar, forever and ever.
Those who notice, never know
Just what pictures seem to flow...
in my mind its all set it.
Boarded up, no one come in.
For if you do, nightmares we shall share.
Both of us dead, without a care.
No one here, no one to be found.
Nothing but a book that is bound.
Beneath the binding there is kept...
a picture of us, with nothing left.
A paper that transcribes a message.
Here it sits in a vacant room.
To bad no one will find it,
it forever looms.
*laughs* damn Im bored.