You think you know her
You think you see her
but what she really is doesnt matter
as long as she shatters
Her heart is guarded under the cold of winter
and the sun touchs her but never
You start to think of fever
but the truth is your just not a beleiver
So her body is left to wither
and her psycy broken to tither
So she knows your with her
your never supposed to break her
But in the end she's nothing less of a feather
blown on the winds of a designer
who thinks he could kill her
but sadly your the one holding the dagger
This demon breaths in you
She's on you
she's in you
your beoming her
Its a god damned demon from the firey lakes
but your body is feverish and begins to bake
She touchs your mind with hers
damn how every thing flickers
This demon breaths in you
She's on you
She's in you
your becoming her
Caressing your body as if it was her own
but every thing else feel like cold hard stone
She even feals like breaking your bones
and twisting your voice into her tone
This demon breaths in you
She's on you
She's in you
your becoming her
How she loves to torture your consiouse with ridles
while the ears are fild with fiddles
the music of death and gore
sings and at the same time pores
This demon breaths in you
She's on you
She's in you
your becoming her
 jpat16 · Sat Apr 08, 2006 @ 01:44pm · 2 Comments |
