Sweet sweet vengeanceMy vicious mind yearningMy blood burningThoughts churningMurder on my mindPain and tormentSoon to findRip you apartTear out your heartSick and infectedAlways rejectedMy vengeance fierceBlood drippingYour screams i cherishYour begging, my joyThe hurt in your eyesMy laughter ariseOh the fun of revengeYour life soon to endYou seeI am crazyDriven madIn a frenzyFor blood to spillYou see, your the reasonOf my simple existenceYour fear the fuelTo the burning fireKeeping me hereYour prayers won't make medisappearAnd as soon as I`m doneYour soul would be goneBurning foreverIn eternal flameHidden deep in the realm of painThe shadows will haunt youAnd chase you againOh what a sinister mindDancing through timeNo Christ can save youYou`re forever mineMy Hate eternalYour fate finalI can see your lifeLeaving your eyesMy vengeance so sweetYour blood so deepA read, oh noDo not turn your headI will see the lifeLeaving your eyesThe fear and painFeeding
I am Pain! ch6Dear diaryIt is the middle of the night and still it is bright as day for my eyes! And my sense of smell and my hearing, I can both smell and hear the heartbeat of living creatures around the castle.This is so weird and fascinating at the same time, all my senses are as sharp as knives. I can smell our master down he hall, the guys in the other rooms. I can sense their presence through the walls.This is all so new my dear diary, it is like i have been born again.But my god I am so hungry! My stomach feels like a black hole, I even tried to drink some water, but it only made my insides hurt. I know now that nothing but blood can put the fire out, but it is still not time for thefeeding. Harms is the one in charge of the feeding, and the victims he bring. I do wish i could go and find someone by myself, but I believe that would be stupid. Considering I am the new baby brother as Rev sonicely put it the other night. Well, I better get out of bed and get dressed. I do wish I had some
I am Pain! ch2Dear diaryMy father woke me up this morning fear written across his face. Judgement day was here, my heart beating throughout my chest as i slowly stood and dressed in my finest clothes.Well, they are as fine as they can get. My once white shirt not so white anymore, and my pant had seen better days, the ripped knees patched up as well as i could do them.I was definitely not the best seamstress this village had ever seen. I can see my father through the tiny gap of the so called window, pulling out the sacks of grain i collectedthrough the night. Five of them in total, not nearly enough. All I can do is pray that the Baron is in a good mood. He will be here soon. My dear diary, i need to leave you now,hopefully I will be able to write again soon.****"Son, are you ready? The baron will be here soon! We need to look our best! My god I hope he is in a good mood! This is not nearly enough! Oh god! please don't let him take my son away from me!""father, you need to calm down, everyt
Suicidal blissOf love, deathAnd suicidal blissCould you everUnderstand thisWhy I`m drawnSo willinglyInto the abyssMy longing forThe borderlineNo fear of leavingEveryone behindThe border betweenThis lifeAnd the nextCan you understandMy longing for deathOf love, deathAnd suicidal blissCould you everUnderstand thisWhy I`m drawnSo willinglyInto the abyssThe depth of my mindCould you ever understandWhy i would want to dieBy my own handMy bromton cocktailWaithing, so willingTo take me awayFrom this lifeOf the livingOf love, deathAnd suicidal blissCould you everUnderstand thisWhy I`m drawnSo willinglyInto the abyssMy heart was neverStrong enoughMy soul never meantTo walk the earthA breath neverMent to be takenI do not belongNot ment to be bornSo could you ever understandMy longing for the borderlineMy weapon, my friendTake meLet my life finally endSet me freeFrom this agonyTake me awayLet my spirit soarThe borderlineForevermoreOf love, deathAnd sui
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