sábado, 9 de janeiro de 2016

Agony of a Ghoulish Army with no Summer Breeze

A mask for every task,
I want what I want, I don't need to ask
Beyond plastic, tragic, drastic, fantastic

Sweet white legs,
Milky pale skin,
It's just a game, no place for shame,
If I have to play, so I'm gonna play to win

I'll do it all with a grim

Do you see my face?
I don't really have one
My real face is just a skull
Lost in space

Me and all my brothers,
Are something you cannot escape
We are always lurking in the shadows of your fear,
We are always near
You can run, but you can't hide
We are always near, someday you will have to see,
And we will laugh, as you bleed

Ghoulish presence,
Always around,
Out of reach, underground
Even if I want it, I just watch,
Without making a sound

You don't see,
You don't see me
And I don't understand your language,
But please, do not cease to speak

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