letra de with obsidian knives - everson poe
Loading...
count the sands of time
draw the broken line
grace before the fall
flesh of men enthralled
i’d sooner feast upon myself
than take a hand from you
i will transform some day
this flesh
means less
than excrement
unbound
unclean
unsavory
i binge
i purge
i find no relief
bring death
my friend
let it take me
i never wanted to be saved
this desert will become my grave
transformed by death, i am unchained
reborn a woman of the flame
the moon will bring the tide
and the blood that smears my thighs
this womb will never bleed
this wound will never heal
this feeling won’t recede
this woman isn’t real
what do i deserve?
why am i afraid?
what have i become?
broken and decayed
carve out my sickness
with obsidian knives
letras aleatórias
- letra de to whom it may concern... - odprophet
- letra de promenade - abe shaw
- letra de risos e risos - nickz mc
- letra de insomnia - atreyu
- letra de sphere - zxckuma
- letra de count the days - streambeats originals & tuonto
- letra de my moment - scion919
- letra de 120 km - a vida como ela é
- letra de like - multilord
- letra de gimmicks - file not found