step
beat
knife
gun
dirt
pain
living
victim
lover
friend
sinner
but rest assured
you will writhe midst the impure
decimation is the cure
be my anguish
be my lure
step
beat
knife
gun
ghost
pain
life
whipangels circulating through my frigid viens
denile suffocating every feeling that remains
i used to run to you - my eyes filled up with stars
now every dream of you is dredging up my ancient scars