That need of hate, that need to feel blood.
You want them gone.
You want them to know what you have in your heart.
If pain was a live thing, I would make you all go insane.
I have no plain reason, to state my emotion.
Though it's inside of my life's motions.
Like that of bloody tides inside of a ocean.
Bridge to peace is broken, and shattered.
I only want to hit myself inside of my heart till it stops.
I hate myself, for the failure that I am.
There is not a god, there is no hope.
Your just a animal
In the end, there is nothing when you die.
You want them gone.
You want them to know what you have in your heart.
If pain was a live thing, I would make you all go insane.
I have no plain reason, to state my emotion.
Though it's inside of my life's motions.
Like that of bloody tides inside of a ocean.
Bridge to peace is broken, and shattered.
I only want to hit myself inside of my heart till it stops.
I hate myself, for the failure that I am.
There is not a god, there is no hope.
Your just a animal
In the end, there is nothing when you die.
