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6-15-07 / looking beyond the faults / of imperfections that i carry / i burry my hands into my tears / as never before i wished that / i co
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So struggle on my friend / Through hopelessness / I'll stay 'till my time ends / Just to have watched you wearing thin / No point to reminisce / Throughout this empty bliss / Lead on your facist trends / As you
by Genocideangel
33 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 8 10:44 PM 2007. In Angst, Dark, Hate, Rage, Pain, Sad, Personal, Explosive, Self Destructive
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I've been sitting here way too long, / Watching these games go on. / I don't like the sounds I hear, / I just fucking want to disappear. / You promised things would change, / You'd stop my hurt and pain. / Now you
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You force woman to bend to your will / The rage inside of me is all that is real / You torture women and little girls / I'll tear you apart and make you feel their tears / Your soul is black and dark is your hear
by Fenrir Rising
29 lines, 3 comments,
on Jun 3 11:01 PM 2007. In Abuse, Angst, Dark, Fantasy, Other, Pain, Sad, Rape, Rage
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by Fenrir Rising
44 lines, 16 comments,
on Jun 3 10:54 PM 2007. In Abuse, Angst, Dark, Erotica, Fantasy, Love, Lyrics, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Rage
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Through the hall I walk / Smothering scent of pulp and chalk / Same old dry dark bitches stare / Like a prison, we’re inmates here / The others point, and they laugh / Teachers don't say anything; they just loo
by Fenrir Rising
42 lines, 3 comments,
on Jun 3 10:53 PM 2007. In Abuse, Angst, Dark, Fantasy, Lyrics, Pain, Personal, Sad, Other, Rage
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Scream my name, bathe me in tears / Cry out for mercy, tell me your fears / As I carve my name into your back / Pull harder on your bindings till your wrists almost snap / Shave your head, unveiling the white soft ski
by Fenrir Rising
32 lines, 6 comments,
on Jun 3 10:01 PM 2007. In Abuse, Angst, Dark, Pain, Personal, Society, Rage, Anger, Crime
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(Chorus) / Killing machine, I'm coming for you / Killing machine, I'll slice through you / Killing machine, I will never stop / Killing machine, Piled bodies, I'm on top / Mangler in the Ghost white Mask
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Here's to you / The cold blooded one you are / Your true ambitions / Were nothing more than the rest / So how well did I work? / As your stepping stone to get over him? / Are my duties fullfilled? / Now that you
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I am the true bitter animal of the circle / The circle that I situate is closed off from all human existence. / They say that the circumfer
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She tells me that I'm ugly / She tells me that I'm fat. / The flowers of my self-esteem / Is what she's plucking at. / She tells me I am nothing. / She tells me I'm a whore. / She says that I am alone, / An
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Some may call it / Jealousy / Some may call it / Rage... / but every time you talk to / Her / it's like I'm in / Her / Shadow, like I'm som
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Kick me down like a dog / Make me beg like a dancing bear / Chain me to the wall / Spitt on my bruised face and piss all over me / Aim a gun at me / And for fucks sake put me out of my misery /
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This is the second part / The explicit language version / Not really a version / Just a miserable submersion / / Into the titanic abyss of pitch blackness / I travel due to unquestionable evil. / This indisputa
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I bleed, bitches grin. / They don’t understand. / They don’t trust, no faith. / In me, in me. / / This is my release. / He raped me, every
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I sit here in this dark corner
Thinkning of the Past
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He knows nothing but hatred, pain and profuse misery and this is his weapon against himself on his colossal trail to obliteration.
by virtual-darkness
31 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 19 5:05 AM 2007. In love, dark, anger, rage, suicide, pain, sad, personal, life
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This is basically about how I hate my ex's new g/f.
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Everything torn apart Wrapped into a tragedy
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In the undying lands of decay and torment I see you there and I cannot save your soul
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I believe in the Nocturnal Pulse Nothing will stop my destruction
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My bones break My muscles ache and my spade throbs
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You keep your eyes on yourself you slit your throat with your guilt my hands are ringing necks on my waking thoughts. Kids with defects we’
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Rage. It burns inside me like never before.
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I pull the trigger but nothing comes out, just the quiet click of a suicidal cliche and all you can say is just Hey
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Watch me as I crumble like stale cake
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