You say you care but is it true? you try to make me do things you know i can't do you play with my heart and you play with my mind and lose the things i have yet to find i'm only human i make mistakes and like everyone else my heart breaks.

Before your damned god you tear me apart cut into my flesh and stick your knives into my heart the object of your hate now lie here in pain the tears never ending and unwashable blood stain all to please your god and his useless needs just to keep him happy my soul now bleeds my body gives in and so marks my death smiled upon by you as i take my last breath.

Does it matter, do you care? Can you find my will to live? Lonliness and depression become one. Seperation no longer matters here. Feelings combine and turn to despise. Saddness and anger all I know. Life and death hold no divide. Unshed tears fill my soul. Desperation mists the mind. Clouding judgement and understanding. Seething fury beneath indifference. Shadows dance behind my eyes. Vulnerability shows once more. Clock chimes twelve, midnight suicide.

Yes its true…i´ve got demons inside me and sometimes..they need to speak my dark places…make me feel ugly my lips are glossed but my heart is weak im diseased …plz forgive me for not being pretty or sexy but god never blessed me.. here´s what you´ll find next time you undress me… scars wounds im bruised… Watch me bleed im your beauty watch me bleed Beauty fiend Once again without perfect teeth i begin the dream as i sleep soon i´ve sinned my skin is still thick my mouth as always is brutally...

it feels like im floating on air so comfortable if i was drowning in the deepest sea, i wouldnt care my life without you, i wouldnt bare leave you? i wouldnt dare and you? i wouldnt share you´re clear as the sky leave you? i´d rather die you hold my hand i hear my heart come down i just want you to understand that i love you in hell i could burn for a thousund years if i´d just get one kiss pure bliss pure morning pure love my life nobody gave a fuck people sound so happy could it be they...

Dis…honest you came with your first kiss Blue eyes sold me your heavenly presence Something was suffocating me…i couldnt breath Had no idea that you would ever deceive I tried to belive all the things you taught me Christ like images of truth…they straight got to me Now watch me drown in sadness My lungs gasp for air cause i let you stab this… Heart…and rip apart wounds that exist Deeper and darker than any words i could spit All is shit And it will never be well Beacause the fires that burn...

I wanna live in the pretty sun but daylight just makes me numb So i cover up my scares with velvet drapes that kill rock stars Change my mood lick my wounds Trust will lead us to the truth Drown myself in misery sleep with my enemy destroy my destiny erase the memory…of you Open myself to reveal my wounds and i find the memory of you I wanna die on the darkest of night when there´s no one left to fight fill my bed with leopard fur think of you inside of her suffer for my latest sin until i´m...

It was along time ago longer now than it seems A place that perhaps you´ve seen in your dreams.. Welcome to my world is it what you thought it would be? I´m trapped inside this hell between Blood queen and purgatory A coop filled covered hall a tattooed babydoll I´ve got the devil in mu corner and jesus on my wall Today is an oatmeal day i feel like a monster babe Preacher save me with your call and i´ll be your little miss scareall One eye´s green and one eye´s blue demons,angels a love...

You say im angry…i guess i should be because it makes me happy My mind is creepy…i guess it could be depends on what you ask me You are my bright red scream Girls wet dream your my bright red scream and when i sleep i dream of you You say im scary…i guess i could be cause when i speak you fear me My mouth is dirty…i guess it would be pretend you just dont hear me! you are my bright red scream girls wet dream your my bright red scream nothing is what it will seem… And im your scary teddy bear...

Elegantly wasted and i can taste it Here i sit,trying not to face this gift of the beauty myth I cant help but to feel like this Bored…of the beauty whore Coz my body just wants more SCARS…i can feel them WOUNDS…i cant heal them red bring my mouth to live black revive my hair thats dyed make up always helps me hide what i dont like on the outside Starlight,starbright first star i see tonight i wish i may,i wish i might have the wish i wish tonight A bithday girl A broken heart you name the...

Staring over abandoned road…dark skies and crying rain alone,confused and watching still dark figures move so slow dancing now while i watch the run by so slow the dark skies embrace my face seeing nothing but feeling strange the rain is talking to me, telling me “it´s all right” no blame,no thoughts i just lie down i dont care i dont care if i drown lying beside abandoned road embracing darkness, we lie alone for hours and hours we rust… my pale face scraping the road as i try to get up....

Twisted like a rose in my head my mind froze my heart was dead feeling so sad as you kissed me, i woke from my sleep it was quiet but deep… …trees buired the shadow of my pale face, like the night who dreaded those…. who can bury the night with a gaze. As you walked with me through the trees and onto the infinate sea… i thought i failed all of your demands i thought i failed to make the end… now every night i scream your name. nothing you could say,nothing you can do to make me get bored of...

part 1 As i gaze upon the weak as thay seek for salvation, as we speak.. death willarise and claim their soul and in heaven thay will soak! oh blood and guts thay´ll feed.. in them, god will place his seed.. and the young virgens stomach he will eat.. claiming earth as his own…later satan will awake and claim his crown gutted men and raped women.. satan will see as he passes heaven with me burned children and dismemberd heads he will dream on his bed… god fuckes his son to get ahead...

Eitt sinn var ég aldrei blá, þá aðeins lítil stúlka,ekki ýkja há! En tíminn leið og svona fór.. ekki lítil lengur heldur orðin stór. Ég átti drauma,ég hafði þrár… …var orðin þreytt eftir erfið ár. Er lífið virkilega svona stutt? Eða tekur byrjunun svona á? En ef ég dey, hvað gerist þá? Hverjir sakna mín og fella tár? Mun ég lifa í minnungunni… ..eða hverfa með þokunni? Myrkrið kemur,myrkrið fer sorgin sest að inní mér, því varnarskjöldur sálarinnar.. er niðurbrotinn einsog ég!...