With blood staining the floor You couldn't ask for more This crimson mess I will confess Is caused by madness more
With empty bottles scattered Around the room that's tattered I just took one And smashed it on The skull that I just shattered
How quickly time does pass As blood soon mixed with glass And while the blood Dripped on the wood I smiled with such class
Gallifrey Crystal Gem · Wed Jun 14, 2006 @ 07:36pm · 1 Comments |