i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own

Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have

Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have

Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are

Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside