why is it so easy to kill
your pain just gives me thrills with chills down my spine
in a world so far from divine
scarlet stains on sweet satin sheets as my heart races so far away from
earth in a tone that hurts and i cant escape this hell
the blades just cut to deep
my soul is lost in envy my heart has lost its beat
why is it easy to kill
why does it take the pain away violence serves no purpose but to let the demon surface
the silence of the dead is the only song that floats threw my head empty with no meaning
but yet your screams make me feel like something when im holding on to nothing
why is it easy to kill
its clearly irrelevant when the sins in the world are enough already poisoned from the sting of a scorpion
homicidal thoughts rest inside my head i feel like id be better of lying in my tomb dead
why is it easy to kill
such a thrill but the toll is such a bill a life on your shoulders but the more you work out the less you notices its there and you began to ignore the blank stares by the public flick you middle finger off and tell them to shove it and think nothing of it
skeletons in my closet thoughts i hold inside malice taking over me
gradually the undead call me your majesty im all around causing causality's
eyes blind to the world as it twist and twirls weird taste in my stomach so i wanna hurl
weird feeling in my head as my hatred boils been baked in cake full of lies in despair
a little hot in here so i really wanna retreat and if i don't make it i don't wanna here you wheap
it was coming sooner or latter please don't hate me or instigate me but try at lest to relate me
far away from the public so when i do it they think nothing of it buried in a blanket of lies ignoring
the tears that i cry