It's sickening, how sick I am of this It sickens me to be the only one who sees right through you. So fall. I hope you fall. You're playing your game
I could not repay you even with this one simple breath. Catch me by my spine and don't you ever let it go. For you are the building block of my life.
A severed stick engullfed by the water. A helpless suicide. Now there is no more swaying with the wind. These draing days always seem to carry me to
This is a call to arms. I have seen war, I have seen the mud on a warriors face. I have seen the blood stain our clothes. I have seen war. I have seen
Forget the roses, I'm sending you thorns. So bleed with the wounds. Forget the roses, I'm sending you thorns. So wilt with the drought. I will take these
