Stop tracing my heart,
With your ***** finger
I smell blood, on your murderous hands
Get out of my face,
You don't belong here
Your breath smells like of dead
Leave me alone,
I owe nothing to a freezed mind
Not even good words of wisdom
Reap your deeds,
Screams, begging and hurts
Is all I hear, from your silent posture
How many deaths,
And whose paying for all this kills
It's all noted, in the hells receipt
Payback time will come,
Your screams and moans
Will never be enough for those souls...
©sim
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC
Stop tracing my heart,
With your ***** finger
I smell blood, on your murderous hands
Get out of my face,
You don't belong here
Your breath smells like of dead
Leave me alone,
I owe nothing to a freezed mind
Not even good words of wisdom
Reap your deeds,
Screams, begging and hurts
Is all I hear, from your silent posture
How many deaths,
And whose paying for all this kills
It's all noted, in the hells receipt
Payback time will come,
Your screams and moans
Will never be enough for those souls...
©sim
