That time Im not saying unreserved but Confined in the eye color which goes wrong but Wriggled your weapon get it up Your grip and does not want is That time youre point a dagger but wrenchingly opened but I wriggled under your thumb Perhaps that makes possibly i could arrive to the center That road which you to become digs into follows Youre eating into the gash today and Im so nauseating Its just inevitable thing Im not a possibility of changing Youre going to great lengths into the wound today Inhaled no matter how thats only your illusion Perhaps that makes possibly i could make use of That road which you to become makes into follows Dont put a brake on me Like this truth one desire youre never had the lie is you Gash the fate which comes to decide the name of mission Lets get started now its my only way All the things are inevitability to me But dismiss now the gassy full moan Well have a seat and talk turkey Ill steps on your crown of the head Rush the gash however spitting out for the life of me Rush my gash my mark of blood is never running dry Rush the gash may first result is before the yes or no Rush my gash tries after all youll be enveloped in admiration Confirm it probably is to go at At least Im not inferior more than you May first result is before the yes or no Im not afraid to rush and dash
gash, rush, wriggled, possibly, perhaps