IRC-Galleria

It tastes good to feel your rage in my back
Like many passed years ago I made you to suffer
This time it's your turn to slice me up in half
Which part you'll take?

Like a little spider with too many legs,
you fall down in no time - on your fat wide ass.

Courage your war via the people you picked
In the chaos I won't even feel the cold sharp sword
Like many times in my childhood stories told;
Don't be afraid of your enemy

You like the smell of bouncing heads,
that shout your name in the way to make you as a goddess
Everyone you save should obey - never betray
Did I ever say I was in your forces? - Thanks for the offer

Lick the taste of golden spoon,
which were born within your mouth

Rip my hair if it makes you satisfied
Treat me like a broken doll which you wanna throw
Dust doesn't move in the stillness,
not even under the footsteps that aren't excist

You love to have arms in high
4, 5, 6 stories have ended before they even started
The mistake I ever made in here,
is the color of my words you heard crossing ears

Leave before it explodes
Magnets got to sides
And as it's told;
two negative points don't match

You like the smell of bouncing heads,
that shout your name in the way to make you as a goddess
Everyone you save should obey - never betray
Did I ever say I was in your forces? - Thanks for the offer

Today, I need to refuse.