{{Zombie_Addict}}
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 19, 2011
I see what I see through the eyes of the lost,
I feel what I feel of pain through the heart of loss.
I know what I know from the minds of the deceased,
I smell the smell of bodies torn and diseased.
I pray the prayers of a god who doesn't exsist,
I read the words of the world endless list,
I seek whats sought so carelessly,
I find what lost so easily,
To fight whats fought so diligently,
To lose whats lost so painsakingly,
I hear whats heard amoungst the damned,
To be told what s taught to all fellow man,
To cry the tears of a tourtured soul,
To die a death with no greater goal....
I feel what I feel of pain through the heart of loss.
I know what I know from the minds of the deceased,
I smell the smell of bodies torn and diseased.
I pray the prayers of a god who doesn't exsist,
I read the words of the world endless list,
I seek whats sought so carelessly,
I find what lost so easily,
To fight whats fought so diligently,
To lose whats lost so painsakingly,
I hear whats heard amoungst the damned,
To be told what s taught to all fellow man,
To cry the tears of a tourtured soul,
To die a death with no greater goal....