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Come join the fun at the club, it's a new dream. A real good one. -- It's a nightmare. Hear these words stare into my eyes, find a doorway. Sense of safety. Fall on sword for those you adore to claim escape. By deception. -- It's a nightmare. Flesh and bone, muscle covering. This is more than just *** I am alone, but for you. This is a servant's one wish: To serve and not regret it. How I wish I could change the answer, but it won't change. Enjoy the drugs well enough? Had your music? Then leave with me. -- It's a nightmare. Rip my shirt, uncover my flesh in the alley. That's a good dog. Lick my heels and follow me, still. Why did you bite in the first place? -- In the first place. Flesh and bone, muscle covering. This is more than just *** I am alone, but for you. This is a servant's one wish: To serve and not regret it. How I wish I could change the answer, but it won't change. I realize how you must see me. I assure you, there's another side. When you wake up next you won't remember any part of this. I'll be an eternal ghost as I get shoved out of the picture as quick as you met me. Please be still, I want you in pain, but not that much. You're difficult. -- He's a nightmare. I like you undressed down to the flesh. Your skin creases to the bone saw. Don't speak words, but scream as you please. I need music. I need trophies.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
The Price of Life Eternal: "Sons of the Fathers"
Come join the fun at the club, it's a new dream. A real good one. -- It's a nightmare. Hear these words stare into my eyes, find a doorway. Sense of safety. Fall on sword for those you adore to claim escape. By deception. -- It's a nightmare. Flesh and bone, muscle covering. This is more than just *** I am alone, but for you. This is a servant's one wish: To serve and not regret it. How I wish I could change the answer, but it won't change. Enjoy the drugs well enough? Had your music? Then leave with me. -- It's a nightmare. Rip my shirt, uncover my flesh in the alley. That's a good dog. Lick my heels and follow me, still. Why did you bite in the first place? -- In the first place. Flesh and bone, muscle covering. This is more than just *** I am alone, but for you. This is a servant's one wish: To serve and not regret it. How I wish I could change the answer, but it won't change. I realize how you must see me. I assure you, there's another side. When you wake up next you won't remember any part of this. I'll be an eternal ghost as I get shoved out of the picture as quick as you met me. Please be still, I want you in pain, but not that much. You're difficult. -- He's a nightmare. I like you undressed down to the flesh. Your skin creases to the bone saw. Don't speak words, but scream as you please. I need music. I need trophies.
wren-djinn-rain
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
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