my heart cries for an older world, a newer life and a darker meaning,
my dream's tell a story of my soul,
place's i want to know,... my perfect lover drink's from my chest,
i only wait for my pleasure's in death
a life less wonderful then a world that slumbers in your worst dream,
killing the soul that wont die,
living anyones worst nightmare,
no one hear's the crying of a child in hell,
or the pleding of a lesser evil,
nothing is easy without that gold spoon,
blood driping down that pale skin,
the taste so sweet when death it brings.
-vada
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