Enveloped by a cloud of black, disgusting disdain. Fighting off images of what will never be. The merciless persona that people call me. Shroud me in your toxic love, make it go away. Lead me into temp...
And when it was night, So sad was their plight, The sun it went down, And the moon gave no light. They sobbed and they sighed, and they bitterly cried, And the poor little things, they lay down and died. And when they were dead, The Robins so red Br...