| User | kristian | | Topic | check this out guys | | Message | in a hallow addiction feeling it screaming
lost in the darkness searching for reasons
steping through the shadows hearing it breathing
trying to fight back but it started its feeding
come feel this sickness, come feel this pain
come feel my demons scream out your name
behind the needle i hide the pain
feeling its call, im going insane
racing and pumping through my skin
felling my demons give birth from within
swiming through the ashes of this hell I begin
coming off a sick one my life is sin
grabbing on tighter, can’t find my friend
i can not see- Is this the end
i can not tell if this is real- its tearing me up inside
i can not tell if this is real- there is no place to hide
is this me or what you see?- it is tearing me up inside
your screwing up my program- come feel my cries
your screwing up my program- cause your lies
your screwing up my program and its tearing me up inside |
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| User | Brack-Attax | 2005-05-25 | | | Subject | Can relate | | Message | Yeah this like taking a indepth tour of when one decides to take a needle full of death and inject it. While not really wanting to, the demons’ push is too strong.
But not yet defeated, you still have a chace.
My father led that life, my brother too. It is un bearing to think about. |
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