Jun 26, 2008 18:46
All of my stories can only be writed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
Vielä mä nousen ja maailmalle nauran, vielä joskus teen niin kuin huvittaa, ja niitä kaduttaa!
Tell me why you took all that was mine!
Stay as you lay - don't lead me astray!
You bastards tainted my tool
Raped my words, played me a fool
Gather your precious glitter and leave me be
The Great Ones are all dead
And I'm tired, too
I truly hate you all!