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You make me smile with my eyes You make me smile with my eyesYou make me smile with my eyes by ~goth-angel-anya
And watch
as the world goes by
And it's black
like an oil slick,
And I watch time tick -by
and despite the rot and the filth and the muck
Just a cup
Just a sip
Of brew
And spending a little time getting to know you
Makes the world a little bearable
A little less terrible
Even if it's for a few minutes
it isn't so horrible
and my demons
they creep away
crunching and munching on my teeth as they wait
for you to leave
or run away
so that again they may
come out to play
but you stay
and as I try to keep away
afraid
that this just might be
like all those times before
wh


I am Ill Let me in, let me inI am Ill by ~goth-angel-anya
Pretty little thing
Look into my soulless eyes
Let them reel you in
Claw at my face child
Claw till I'm raw
Till the skin peels away
Till your fingers are sore
Pull my heart out
Wrench it free
Pluck my teeth out
Let my gums bleed
Pull the barbed wire
Out of my skull
Pluck out each iron daisy
One by one
Tear at the stitches
Supporting my permanent grin
Make it wider
Tear it in
Bite my black tongue
Till it oozes black blood
From my mouth it will spurt
Like fountains of mud
Come pretty child
Come and play with me
Don't look in the mirror
For it is me you will see


The Benighted Surrounded by sordid effigiesThe Benighted by ~goth-angel-anya
Empty, hollowed, meaningless keys,
To lock your mind, bar it closed
To the reality of the blood and gore
The chaos, the death, the war, the hate
Religion can only decimate
Black blinkers over your eyes
Only fools believe the lies
Squirming maggot do thou not question why?
Ever ready to follow orders from the sky
Open thy mind, look around
There are so many truths to be found
Salivating, slaves pluck the thorns from your eyes
Let redemption's blood drip, pour forth, defile
Devour the forbidden fruit let the juice drip
Let ignorance leave you bit by bit
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" A morning filled with billions of burning suns."
--
“I'm not psycho...I just like psychotic things.”
"There's a pleasure in being mad that none but mad men know"
Metal always.
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" A morning filled with billions of burning suns."
--
“I'm not psycho...I just like psychotic things.”
"There's a pleasure in being mad that none but mad men know"
Metal always.