Treasure Island

Unic Cjonr

(Capriborn 73)

All The Same


The river is flowing into the Sinnergy Of The Damned, the stream relies on the volume of screams, this is the part which starts all my dreams - beyond the stars i feel her calling - i am wearing the dress of deceit - i am hanging onto the rope but i am falling - down, deep down the darkest of shafts - my head hurts and i am harmed - wounded by my scars of this evil past, i feel her breath on the nape of my neck - blind to the unseen my eyes are bleeding with tears - sorry worries of sad goodbyes fly my fix away like butterflies - i am in hell, i smell decay, burning from inside, my heart sets the flames which burns holes into the demons fire - my fate to destruction, spirals down my tornado with hate, chained blame flame framed - it means to me, all the same

Submitted: Monday, December 10, 2012

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