Biography
Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.
my lazarus
It stays put in my mind And the pills and smoke Filling the gap It stays abate And i know what will happen A loser A faliure A waste of God's creation Sleep Them men Them nails Sticking out of my body Eats out my aid to myself Look at me Browse through Tell me your findings Let me know What im made of Today I dont see the Moon anymore Nor the sun shines on my face I die All through the day I die When i look at the night sky I die Nine times Save me LaZuRuS For im at my ninth time The cat is dead And so am i
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