Paroles de Visceral

I wish i could tear your eyes out. You have belittled her with your insecurities, it reeks on your breath. Put on that grin. This is the day that the dreams died, as you shatted her soul that lies inside. As the echoes rape the blessed this is the massacre, that we bear with civilization. Inside her frail voice whispers, her reassurance, it withers away. And that smile you've stapled to your face, is tripping her whole life away. And i swear... you should die for that, you should pay for that. You wont identify me...