sell out
She sits there on her velvet throne,
With blood she rules, the evil queen.
Don't you see the darkeness dear,
The cursed night has now wiped out the dawn.
Revenge for all the lives you took,
Our agony is just what you feel.
Pain is just a fact of life,
Your life is now complete disaster.
Cut off your nose to spite your face,
Forgiveness is made for the weak.
Before the rain of heavens pain,
I dare you now, just don't complain.
You've torn out my heart again,
We've done this dance so many times.
I have for you just one small question,
How many times will your dignity sell for a dime?
Give in to your dark desires,
Your old cuts and sores reopened.
Get down now, on your knees and beg,
It's so funny, no one ever leaves here alive.
2007-10-24
06:43:45
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