Alone I tremble, these corridors of desolution
Walkin through crumbled dimensions
But pain is just an illusion...
For she crawls like a snake
Beneath my fragile skin...
Her ways ; like a snake
Beneath deceiving, fragile skin
Her ways ; like a mist
Sliding down your brain
All pain and death
Feeding you with hatered
And greedy infection...
She's the bleeding oblivion
The queen,
A bliss of torment
The whore....
She's cruelity...
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