there is nobody who not stole control of hurted and broken souls using some hearts burst like a soap bubble without to find they harbor diving so deep every day to catch a little bit more of blood they say that Christ will blame but they don't believe in god
semiactive soul control keep like the gun ready
there is nobody who not sell the spell that could save them from hell praise money like the last best treasure to change their bore to pleasure playing so hard every day this role of love struck they say that they fear for soul but they just don't give a fuck