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Whore

Deranged puppets are we Bloodied strings tangled on rotting thorns We slit our wrists on empty prayers To feed the whore with tainted blood Seek and you shall find her Legs spread wide No fee Only consequence Her umbilical cord is a snake Feeding off abandoned souls...

Scream

The day was dark A mist covered the sky Thinking about what was to come My thoughts were just a lie As I looked ahead I slipped into a dream And before I could awake I heard my body scream And then came the thunder My heartbeat stopped Dark became black The ground it...