into your life
I see the bodies
I see no light
only the face of an angle
hidden in a blood bathed night
The razor blade I hold in my hands
held the eyes of 1000 beauties
but each face inside
all faded and died
Along with this and memories
of the fate that layed on these streets this day
I wont remember the pain
but I know death on empty streets
I see your face
just come out and beg for me
I see dead
Written on your face
I wont be
another victim
I wont be the carcass
I wont be another cadaver at your feet
Cold dead eyes
Cold dead fate
Cold and dead everything I feel
I cant see you
I can breath you
where have you gone
to night?
were is my angle on my street
Theres nothing but death on these
empty
..
empty streets
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