Sadistic BlissIsolation covers with immortal misery, a death of bliss rises emptiness within a rotting soul, decaying heart feeds no emotion but misery, illusions of a sanctuary are dreams as darkness drowns,Sadistic Bliss
clear mind depleted as an empty shell develops, guardian angel slits the wrist as the blood suffocates, overwhelming grief surpasses as hatred bleeds eyes,
sinner destined to damnation for reality, eternal misery leaks into blackness as hatred changes, shadows of morals, illusional bliss,
deceiving ignorance that bled a shallow existence, dead man born inside
CLXXXIX: Bleeding AgonyMy Decaying soul, burning flesh, asphyxiated love, disastrous hate,CLXXXIX: Bleeding Agony
I pray for love, angels ignore my desperate cries, alone in this life of torment, dark chaos imprisons me,
victim of the empty pointless void, wind blows away the dust of my hope,
needles stabbing my mind, my fragile existing love shattered, cold and empty,
bloody thorn in my spine, unholiness annihilates my existing light, my eyes cry out poison, my soul bleeds agony, this decaying existence that is my pathetic life.
CLXXXVIII: Needled Worldpills swallowed, memories plagued with disease, a touch of the plague, symptoms and forms of hate,CLXXXVIII: Needled World
empty apathy, dark fulfilled hearts of sickness, desire of vengeance, everything good seems to have died,
evil possesses the human race, contests of homicides, who can kill the most?
Choke on tears, scarred lungs from polluted air, breathing heart of lies, desires of immoral causes, pumping mind of disorders,
depression, agony, suffocating misery, I want to die to escape this world with no light, thi
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Everybody whispers where birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies Bloody, we run through these fields of dead daisies
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"And the Lord said unto him, 'Therefore whoever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold' Genesis: Chapter 4
Hope will fall tonight with Broken Wings
Descending entity in me
~Avenged Sevenfold~
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I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Co-Founder of ~Soul-Essence
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Everybody whispers where birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies Bloody, we run through these fields of dead daisies
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Coordinate brain to mouth then ask me what it's like to have myself so figured out...
...wish I knew...
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