Giving up your human emotion
is a dance with the devil
he wont cease to let you turn back
you fall for his beauty
now what do you have
eternal damnation
as you stoically turn in his hand
a black rose shines through a field of red
your pricked on the finger
and he shows you his hand
blinded by trust you take
what is given
now you suffer inside
and stare blankly at him
as he turns you again
his hands touch your waist
your pressed tightly together
always hoping to lay waste
this dance with the devil
a dance forevermore
of which she now understands
as he turns her forever
and once more again














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Of all of the things I need to say, all of these words are in my way.
My Music:[link]
My Life:[link]
i dont know what else there is tah say really.
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If I were to die would I be forgotten?
If I were to die would I even want to be remembered?
The day I beg is the day hell freezes over and I become Satan!
My deviant webpage yes click it!
[link]
sounds wonderful
thank yah thank yah thank yah!
ah now you got me excited!
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If I were to die would I be forgotten?
If I were to die would I even want to be remembered?
The day I beg is the day hell freezes over and I become Satan!
My deviant webpage yes click it!
[link]
hmm ill keep that in my mind for later.
god even your emoticons fooling me with that hug.
i may call upon ur services one day though! jk XD
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If I were to die would I be forgotten?
If I were to die would I even want to be remembered?
The day I beg is the day hell freezes over and I become Satan!
My deviant webpage yes click it!
[link]
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