The Deciever, by “ The Draconian “
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Death to me
I’m the deceiver
Death to me
Without reason
Lost my mind in stupid ways
Lost my mind, now have betrayed.
Death to me
My skin I tear
Death to me
I found I care.
Destroyed my own heart
My own burden
Torn apart, my heart is certain
Screams from within, now it begins
Life’s not for me, my heart pleas
Sorrow in my soul
I took a heart
Sorrow in my soul
Two hearts torn apart.
Death to me
For I’m the jester
Death to the jester, for he is me
God help me, my soul is screaming
Forgive me, my soul is dreaming
Take me, my soul is bleeding.
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Posted: 2011-07-04 11:16:13 UTC |
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2011-08-09 21:50:41 | VICTORILANE |
intense but really good. kind of an enchanting darkness feel to it, if that makes sense haha. great job! |