I set upon the Grotto,
where the hanged men dangled, dear.
Those desecrated corpses,
no longer held their fear.
I fashioned up an axe,
To **** the living, certainly not the dead.
See I’m taking out the demons,
and nightmares inside my head.
Through dusk and dawn again,
I hack away with glee.
Happy little madness,
please end this ****** tree.
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 7:35 AM UTC
I set upon the Grotto,
where the hanged men dangled, dear.
Those desecrated corpses,
no longer held their fear.
I fashioned up an axe,
To **** the living, certainly not the dead.
See I’m taking out the demons,
and nightmares inside my head.
Through dusk and dawn again,
I hack away with glee.
Happy little madness,
please end this ****** tree.
