Smoke clouds and dead flowers
May the cowards choke on the rotting flesh of their families
May fourteen generations of their kin suffer the pain of my children tenfold on tenfold
Their bodies mangled from inbred cannibalism
The snake will bite
May the cat drag another rat
As the bodies lay cold in the night
Let them share the virus in the air
I burn another lock of her hair
My blank stare, a plague seems fair
Protezione per mia vera famiglia
May his mother eat out his eyes in front of me as the wolves rip her face from the skull
Her picked dry skull to be used as a bowl per la moglie mangia the tounges of all their friends and company, Sei un cancro. Non sei niente più di cancro. Mi dispiace.
L'inverno dei Pezzati è bello
Sunday, January 27, 2019
Friday, January 4, 2019
The Zombie's Pain
Pain, you don't know pain
Hate, you don't know hate
Anger, you'll never know my rage
This torment inside
It will not go away
But that's okay
The skull on the wall
I can only dig and fade
A taste of decaying flesh
Sweet to the touch
Cold to the taste
I can only die
There is nothing left of me to kill
Nothing left inside to die
Eat brains
Hate, you don't know hate
Anger, you'll never know my rage
This torment inside
It will not go away
But that's okay
The skull on the wall
I can only dig and fade
A taste of decaying flesh
Sweet to the touch
Cold to the taste
I can only die
There is nothing left of me to kill
Nothing left inside to die
Eat brains
Secrets
She used to watch me as I slept
She thought about killing me
She thought about loving me
Forever in love
She raised the knife above my chest
She thought about loving me
I wish she would have stabbed me in the throat
Anything would be better than this
I wish she stabbed me in the heart
I do not need it anymore
Anything would be better than this
She thought about killing me
She thought about loving me
Forever in love
She raised the knife above my chest
She thought about loving me
I wish she would have stabbed me in the throat
Anything would be better than this
I wish she stabbed me in the heart
I do not need it anymore
Anything would be better than this
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