Dum dum dum
The dreaded sound of drum comes.
My corpse is painted, full coverage of red
How can a body be alive while the soul is dead?
Words, words are knives that aims to ****
Killing is no fun without suffering
Pleasure grows when pain last longer
Break the victim slowly
Just one at a time and don't forget to help them up
Bring them hope and see them stand up to their knees
Now, time to throw more knives until they fall
Let the crumbling hope be their last straw
Do you feel more pleasure?
Watching the hope crumbles as life disappear
In martyrdom I suffer
Yes, such idiocracy still exist
While my identity is gone
no more hope for this unknown entity
But in the same fate, you should not fall.
Dum dum dum
The dreaded sound of drum is gone.
Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
Dum dum dum
The dreaded sound of drum comes.
My corpse is painted, full coverage of red
How can a body be alive while the soul is dead?
Words, words are knives that aims to ****
Killing is no fun without suffering
Pleasure grows when pain last longer
Break the victim slowly
Just one at a time and don't forget to help them up
Bring them hope and see them stand up to their knees
Now, time to throw more knives until they fall
Let the crumbling hope be their last straw
Do you feel more pleasure?
Watching the hope crumbles as life disappear
In martyrdom I suffer
Yes, such idiocracy still exist
While my identity is gone
no more hope for this unknown entity
But in the same fate, you should not fall.
Dum dum dum
The dreaded sound of drum is gone.
I'd like to remind everyone that verbal abuse is real and it affects a person's mental health. Let us fight it.