Sep 13, 2005 21:46
Heres my poetry mother fuckers..... 10 points for who can guess where its from.....
Drinking, drugged up........ completely shot to hell
Left behind......... aint nothing left to sell
Aint nothing left to sell
The hatred of your blood
So tortured, so insane
Dead ends and lost hope
Keep running through your veins
Running through your veins
So high, and then I fell
Can't stop the ringing..... of my funeral bell
The loss of one's self
Inside the wheel of doom
Genocide, is coming way too soon
Way too soon
The undying fear
The strength of one's demise
Broke and strung out
You wave yourself goodbye
Goodbye
So high, and then I fell
Can't stop the ringing
So high, and then I fell
Can't stop the ringing....... of my funeral bell