Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Mar 7, 2009 15:00:43 GMT -5
There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone aroundThey don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound
All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression
If a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands
Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands
The sun was high in the sky as Anaiu entered this lovely illusion of an area. Her pelt was a fluffy white so thick used to the harsh climate of her home the wintery tundra. This place was so much different from her icy landscape of her home but this place was sweet literally. The grass gave off the sweet scent of honey suckle and there was a light breeze letting her know she wasnt the only one here but she was the only in this particular spot. Her sea blue optics looked around she had never seen a place so heavenly. She had come here after hearing this from eavesdropping on a conversation wolves talking about this place where you could see the fallin where they werent wrong bones littered this place as she walked along the floating rocks which somewhat bothered her nerves. Her pink lined harks twitched around like tiny radar dishes maybe just maybe her dreams could be answered.
The she wolf kept going deeper and deeper and once completely down in the empty place she came upon a forest and her sea blue eyes were lit up from the sun far up into the crack in the rocks surface. Anaiu tilted her head the sun outlines her scars and other things held on her body from her demon mother who seemed to still be alive and well. Anaiu sniffed the air it was stale and fresh at the same time probably from all the bones and Anaiu began checking things out it was quiet here except for the chirping of the birds. Her nerves were on end though she didnt know what was down here.
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hideYou're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression
If a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands
Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands
Anaiu
The sun was high in the sky as Anaiu entered this lovely illusion of an area. Her pelt was a fluffy white so thick used to the harsh climate of her home the wintery tundra. This place was so much different from her icy landscape of her home but this place was sweet literally. The grass gave off the sweet scent of honey suckle and there was a light breeze letting her know she wasnt the only one here but she was the only in this particular spot. Her sea blue optics looked around she had never seen a place so heavenly. She had come here after hearing this from eavesdropping on a conversation wolves talking about this place where you could see the fallin where they werent wrong bones littered this place as she walked along the floating rocks which somewhat bothered her nerves. Her pink lined harks twitched around like tiny radar dishes maybe just maybe her dreams could be answered.
The she wolf kept going deeper and deeper and once completely down in the empty place she came upon a forest and her sea blue eyes were lit up from the sun far up into the crack in the rocks surface. Anaiu tilted her head the sun outlines her scars and other things held on her body from her demon mother who seemed to still be alive and well. Anaiu sniffed the air it was stale and fresh at the same time probably from all the bones and Anaiu began checking things out it was quiet here except for the chirping of the birds. Her nerves were on end though she didnt know what was down here.
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hideYou're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide