My pain, my pride, these scars are mine ..
My organs are rotting
My enemies are plotting
I am made of pages
Paragraphs and inspirations
Paper girl, burn the world
I pass the flame to you
Murder, mayhem, hurt her, hate him
Murder, mayhem, hurt her, hate him
Murder, mayhem, hurt her, hate him
Murder, mayhem, hurt her, hate him
MURDER, MAYHEM, FUCK HER, SLAY THEM
That stabbing in your heart
That black hole in your soul
Slowly ripping you apart
That's me
So let it be written
So let it be done
The brighter they shine
THE DARKER
WE
BECOME
VAE VICTUS, ABOMINATION