It's your paradigmatic flexion
no one shall stop you
Nerves against the knife you dare.
Very well I may, but just this once
for I believe it's vile
Pucker the shattered pieces.
After all what's at stake
your existence was my mere bait
Cowardice defeats the brave.
You may not die my ilk
three, two, one, it begins
Body vs the soul.
You are bequeathed to wander
and I will stay unfathomable
Irony served on a lustful plate.
A knife, poison, a gun
but you are doomed to be awake
My privation will tardily **** you.
Aug 16, 2012
Aug 16, 2012 at 3:28 PM UTC
It's your paradigmatic flexion
no one shall stop you
Nerves against the knife you dare.
Very well I may, but just this once
for I believe it's vile
Pucker the shattered pieces.
After all what's at stake
your existence was my mere bait
Cowardice defeats the brave.
You may not die my ilk
three, two, one, it begins
Body vs the soul.
You are bequeathed to wander
and I will stay unfathomable
Irony served on a lustful plate.
A knife, poison, a gun
but you are doomed to be awake
My privation will tardily **** you.
For once my own creation made me wonder who's who, and the answer stays unreachable within reach.
