Well, I just want to say that the first three don't really have anything to do with my life, just my imagination, day dreams and what not.
Though, "The Fever" was inspired by when I was sick with the stomach flu, and had a really bad fever, obv. It was pretty bad...
Anyways, read them if you'd like, and I'd appreciate feed back c:
Enjoy (:


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Hello, Miss Sinister,
You've got a hold on my heart.
But you're oh-so-bitter, With murder as your art.
With beauty on the inside, and beauty on the outside,
Kiss me faintly; I'm losing my breath.
Save me quickly; I'm falling for death.


Hello, Miss Sinister,
What's with the clouds over your head?
Did you abuse the power, and put it to bed?
No worries, My love,
I'll rid the things that you're sick of.
But you'll have to kiss me faintly,
For I'm losing my breath.
And Save me quickly,
For I'm falling for death.



Goodnight & Goodbye

With these nails, I scratch your name into my heart
Even though you say you love me when you walk away into the shadows,
Invisible to me as the sun blinds my eyes and I can no longer see you,
Only feel the hallow space that pierces through my chest,
leaving me dazed and confused of why you’d commit such a cruel and sinister move.

Sedated, yet sedatephobic.

Eisoptrophobic, yet Jet Black mirrors embrace me.

Space in between, yet spacephobic.

Remember that hole through my chest in which you created?
It hasn’t regenerated.
Rapid heartbeat
Ice cold sweat
Such a sick treat
What a fret.

Fall to the floor, just begging for more, more of this panic you’ve left me with.
For you’ve left me dazed and confused of why you’d commit such a cruel and sinister move.
Please tell me that it’ll be soothed,
The burning in my veins that thrashes in my blood,
It’s been poisoned, the wine, don’t say I’ll be fine.
It’s only a lie, it is, so don’t try,
Try and lay me to rest and say goodnight.
Goodnight
Goodbye.



Cannibal Corpse

Fasten your seat belts,
We’ll be taking flight,
For the Cannibal Corpse will perform tonight.

Relax, sit back, enjoy the show,
The Cannibal Corpse is ready to go.
His cadaverous audience dipped in blood,
The acid rain will be ready to flood.

You came, you saw, and you’ll never leave,
Now oh-so-suddenly you cannot breathe.

Experience the scorching, itching sensation,
This Yearning, mocking and destructive temptation.
Build the barrier within the Ballet,
Jump and dance around the play.
The play, the sacrifice, the decomposing soul
That the Cannibal Corpse is eager to swallow.

His minions alluvion into the streets of Hell,
And the rioted town begins to swell,
Swell with delusion, delirium, and overwhelming turbulence.



The Fever


Sweat it out, sweat it out.
Breathe it in, breathe it in.
Bleed it through, bleed it through.
Tightening, contracting.
Wheezing, Whooping.
Aching, breaking.
The Fever,
It takes over,
Takes over your life.
The Fever,
It takes over,
Takes over and thrives.
Rise, fall, Rise.
Risen and shaking,
Shaking and weak.
Fall, rise, Fall.
Fallen and resting,
Resting and strong.
The Fever,
It takes over,
Takes over your life.
The Fever,
It takes over,
Takes over and drives.
Drives you insane,
Drives you to bane,
To bane, to disease, to never have ease.
To this we drink, and we'll
Bleed it through, bleed it through.
Breathe it in, breathe it in.
Sweat it out, sweat it out.

&To be honest, Cannibal Corpse is my favorite.
Well, what do you think? (: