what is me
Quality is in the stones
Where the moon moans
And the waves scream
But silence it seems
Unnoticed
Under the surface
The panic hides
And the bodies slides
When everything’s so quiet
There are killers who won’t deny it
Save me from the lost
Save me from losing my inner self – crossed
Who will cry about a corpse?
Who will eat the rotten flesh from the carcass?
The evil that absorbers
Where all the flesh is bleeding by glass
Write
Or die
That’s what I think
What is there to cry?
Where is the emotion gone?
Space I don’t believe that
Where is the pain coming from?
Black cat
Two times
Unlucky
Cursed
Fucked up crappy
Thirst
Blood tastes so fine
Your heart so divine
I never loved you
I never hugged you
I hate me
love is hate (copyright gibsy!!)
Gibsy2, man, 37 jaar
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