lost and found come around laughing in the night teach me in the bright moon light killing is just for fun or just away to serive blood may be sweet blood may be blain but in the end I'm the one who's alive and your the one who's dead kill me in the sun, burn my flesh and bones away i will never rest till you are the one who ends up were i used to lay yes i have gone crazy of my life but you are new and always go on my wolfkiller draped in red with its fur around your neck the God you ask is laghing and my ashes are set free i go to hell and spit in the devils face with glee to Lestat
Tybalt-chan · Fri May 26, 2006 @ 04:39am · 0 Comments |