Little broken home has lost me, small passions creeping over dusted skin like gritted teeth in a monsters maw.

I lost you long ago
and finding you was never an option and hell I know you don't even want me back, but baby situations have changed and certain desires need me and you to be together.

I felt a connection to you once, long ago in a passed lifetime and with hopes I can build it up again
to make this work.
Are you willing to try?
Are you willing to be mine?
Are you willing to find out if we can be united in a bond made for love but based on lethal bitterness?

I can't promise kindness,
but I'll promise to be fair,
I won't make you bleed for another man's crime.
Don't think you are better off dead, when it's my hand you are playing against, I am evil and you hate me, but face the devil to change it.

All hope is long lost, and bitter birds have left an empty nest with foul eggs and a golden promise to raise hell upon your face. I tell you, you are lost and not better off dead, but better off rotten in the ground with the skeletons ***** minds monsters.

It's not force, but still not a choice, just really bad opinions, and don't try to find out the glorious tragic pain in your heart that will be revealed at a refuse of this demand.

It's the kind of pain that just won't fade,
the kind of pain that feels like heartbreak.
Choke me
**** me
Just make it stop.

I just can't take this anymore
give me a break
why won't you break me?
I gave up, I lost myself over this,
so get up and stop saving me!

It feels like ******* heartbreak,
why does it feel like heartbreak?
God, it hurts so much,
why does it hurt so much?

Cheer all you want,
but what's lost is lost!
Fight me, cause you can't **** me anymore, something broke and I went too crazy to be calmed.

Pain makes you strong they say,
but honey I can tell you all it does
is break you in pieces and numb your sorry soul,
for there is no strength and suffering.

I can sense your needs,
I can ******* smell your hunger!
And the desire?
It's written all over your face!

The ****** sheets proof
that you are very much able.
Able to take what you crave.
Able to split open and rip apart.
Able to destroy.
Able to hurt.

And the stones are dripping blood on my hands, crying like abandoned children in the desert,
but through the virgins breast,
I can feel the life pulsating in every single one of them.

All they see is red,
all they ******* bleed is black.

You came to destroy,
Oh look, how beautifully you destroy!

Now go and take, take what you want,
need,
greed.