PenSamurai
02-05-2004, 09:13 PM
May black feathers of an ebony wing line your coffin.
I like when they smile,
so I'll make them, more.
I thought my problems would go away,
But now they've gone from blue to gray.
I guess I hate,
or love to hate,
and I guess I don't
care anymore.
To smell their sweat,
down their face.
On their lips,
their blood did lace.
Where's my sword?
It's gone from me,
and in their blood, I find glee.
I've made them smile,
all this while,
but I guess I don't
care anymore.
There's my mouth
and there's his spouse.
If only she was, but I'm not kind.
In all of this, I've lost my mind.
Just as I run out of time.
The void calls me, and I respond.
To butcher a corpse, its skin to don.
Why can't I hear? But now I see.
I've found a scream,
in my ear.
To make her cry,
now I can die,
In her pain, she doesn't ask why.
The crow laughs, and I do too,
and with their deaths, I find, in lou,
My bliss.
I like when they smile,
so I'll make them, more.
I thought my problems would go away,
But now they've gone from blue to gray.
I guess I hate,
or love to hate,
and I guess I don't
care anymore.
To smell their sweat,
down their face.
On their lips,
their blood did lace.
Where's my sword?
It's gone from me,
and in their blood, I find glee.
I've made them smile,
all this while,
but I guess I don't
care anymore.
There's my mouth
and there's his spouse.
If only she was, but I'm not kind.
In all of this, I've lost my mind.
Just as I run out of time.
The void calls me, and I respond.
To butcher a corpse, its skin to don.
Why can't I hear? But now I see.
I've found a scream,
in my ear.
To make her cry,
now I can die,
In her pain, she doesn't ask why.
The crow laughs, and I do too,
and with their deaths, I find, in lou,
My bliss.