domingo, 29 de septiembre de 2013

Autopsy of Someone Buried Alive

Yelling in my own thoughts I deny myself to back down
Army of me Everything I preserve with me is a sight
Profitable ways to murder I was there my fucker
Careful to not make a noise ´cause truth bites hard

Sobbing and yearning for a delectable pain
Exonerate me, absolve me, lick me, bury me
If I warned myself, I´m dying in this tomb...
Thrill me, bite me, pardon me, spit me

The pain you used to detach it drove me crazy
Until the point of dying in an endless orgasm
I know I´m just paying the Price of loving you
Here within in a dark filthy coffin....

Weeping and begging for a painful death
Remnants of my breathing while I´m passing away
You will find I fought ´til my last blood teardrop
They will know I never back down ´til life stopped

Craving for a chance, they´ll find your body
If I warned myself, you were the hatchet outside
You bit my heart away and tore it down my love
But I will return to kiss you in the lips when you´re down...

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