Anger bleeds
as I rise from my tomb.
A stranger needs
the cancer out of her womb.
The meat rots at the foot of the banshee.
A ****** smiles as HE becomes the victim.
Realization is worth a thousand prayers.
Welcome home.
Death.
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
Anger bleeds
as I rise from my tomb.
A stranger needs
the cancer out of her womb.
The meat rots at the foot of the banshee.
A ****** smiles as HE becomes the victim.
Realization is worth a thousand prayers.
Welcome home.
Death.