

Escape from HellCould they ever expect? The torment in shining eyes The choked laughter Nothing real around the mask Every word tempered, trained A lie more believable than life When it merely brings death in the end Empty as the cradle of a child gone in the nightEscape from Hell
Would you ever believe The secrets I hold within No- I live in your bubble The deceptions you wanted so A script of love, a tale of hope Nothing real stands in reality All is hidden under a flowery mask Wherein no one wants to see under the strings
Fly away butterfly, to your death E


Echoes - My IdentityLet it be known.Echoes - My Identity
I've burned crosses
and black men too White hood, Black soul, and all My offering was not enough for God So I forced my kin to fall I stretched men to fit my bed Or if too tall, cut off their head I laughed at them when they were dead I answered Satan's call
I've drunk the blood of children Savored the aftertaste I've sung to sailors
on their ships Let the rocks lay them to waste They speak of me in ancient lore The Jackal, Siren, Vixen, Whore I love those names, I ache for more I'm anything
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And even once just like me
All lost the faith and belief
I run away from dreamy day
in realms of the darkness
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“People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend...”
Jim Morrison
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crooked hands shall ne'er kiss the sweetest satins within the minds of innocence
but the rest i don't know
thanks for trying
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“People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend...”
Jim Morrison
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crooked hands shall ne'er kiss the sweetest satins within the minds of innocence
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