I have seen things so bad
that no nightmare can be
I have done things that bad
and trust me, I will do much worse

I don’t care for the sins,
they don’t bound me
but the thing I care for is the shining sun,
for it frightens me

Pray for your funeral to come
for my tale is cruel
You would scream me to stop
in the halfway through
if I told it to you
I will watch how they lay you down,
send your soul to the astral spin,
to land of the life beyond

I will be the last one
standing on your grave
remembering how
you were so brave
And I lay those roses to sleep with you
for that is all you wanted me to do...
(I could have given you so much more)


You say I have no heart
You say I have no feelings at all
Well what the hell is this emotion
twisting inside my head and making me sick?
Blade decorated with salt
twisting in my unbleeding wounds...


You never wondered why
I always wanted to meet you at sunset,
and why I was always late?

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