Watch the footsteps but never follow,if you want to live tomorrow.Steel a soul for a second chance but u will never becomes a man.My choosen mojo make me stronger.my choosen torture to make me stronger in a life that craves the hunger. A freedom and a quest for life until the end of judgment night. Bless with a gift of fights,ghost call for a judment night..feel the sorrow of night as morrow,feel the freak like to now tomorrow. Stepping forth a cure for a soul's demise reap the tears of the victim's cries yearning more to hear more suffer of a demon as i put it under. Killed before a time,to killed them all. Passed down the righteous law Serve the justice that duells in me,lifeless corpes as far as the eyes can see.
Bless me with the leaf off the tree,on it i can see the freedom reign.
The power proven to end the madness. Upon i take it to the end the savage,the rays of light a truth of meaning to my father the blood is pleading. A justice rage for all to feel with innocent cries and hatred squeals. The gore of evil seem to satisfy when slain an maimed and pacified
We are falling
The light is calling
Tears inside me
Calm me down
Midnight calling mist of resolving crown me,with the pure green leaf...
Jumaat, 3 April 2009
Devils never cry
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