Harvey was a small fella Stayed to himself and lurk in the shadows Dark hair slicked back Brows were thick he had pasty white skin Wasn’t very popular with the ladies But he always had this grin Like you knew something the rest of us were ignorant to know What was within our surroundings?
Some consider him creepy Others saw him as brilliant He created the future demise The answer was in his resilience
Chemistry was his magic It brought him great Delight To know how to persuade existence Through molecular modification This was thought to be the greatest weapon An unknown source of death Mysteriously would come steal your breath
Run from the clouds Seal off your windows and doors Don’t get caught without your mask If you don't want to end up in the casket
Many years later is Journal came to surface Details of genocide putting in motion human psychoneurosis It came to be found the creator of this defunct morality his fetish was necrophilia Spending the nights sweeping the streets taking advantage of those who fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
