Note: This may be utter and complete crap. I warned you.
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That leather cord on my wrist-
So broken.
So tattered.
Just like my skin beneath it.
Just like you.
Don’t even bother to hide it.
What is your name?
Unknown creature.
There it is-
On my list
Penned in that crimson ink.
In my skin
On my fist.
That’s interesting.
Would you like a drink?
No?
Alright.
You’re already too far gone.
Too close to the brink for my taste.
No more blood in the bone.
Or maybe you’ve fallen.
Let’s see here,
Oh, you’re convinced you’ve sinned?
Let’s take a look at that soul,
You’re so convinced you’ve torn with your
Sinister pins.
My, my. How dark your last thoughts are!
Enough to make the devil shiver!
Oh, By the way,
How cold was that river?
So sick of it.
So close to the edge,
so close to losing it again.
Maybe if you just jumped off this ledge.
Slipped, fell, who could really tell?
People would just say you fell.
“Would I go to hell?”
Stupid mortal, only time will tell.
Maybe if you just popped that pill?
People would think you just fell ill.
There it goes again, that till of that clock.
Telling you your head's on the chopping block.
So this is the end.
You never did have a friend.
Well now,
Since we’ve got that dealt with,
Come on.
You need to see the sun.
While you lived,
You never did have any fun.
You never really lived.
Ignore my pun.
All you did was run,
Well boy,
Now you’re here.
What are you going to do now?
Your master plan worked,
Stupid boy,
You’re dead.
What was going through your head?
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That leather cord on my wrist-
So broken.
So tattered.
Just like my skin beneath it.
Just like you.
Don’t even bother to hide it.
What is your name?
Unknown creature.
There it is-
On my list
Penned in that crimson ink.
In my skin
On my fist.
That’s interesting.
Would you like a drink?
No?
Alright.
You’re already too far gone.
Too close to the brink for my taste.
No more blood in the bone.
Or maybe you’ve fallen.
Let’s see here,
Oh, you’re convinced you’ve sinned?
Let’s take a look at that soul,
You’re so convinced you’ve torn with your
Sinister pins.
My, my. How dark your last thoughts are!
Enough to make the devil shiver!
Oh, By the way,
How cold was that river?
So sick of it.
So close to the edge,
so close to losing it again.
Maybe if you just jumped off this ledge.
Slipped, fell, who could really tell?
People would just say you fell.
“Would I go to hell?”
Stupid mortal, only time will tell.
Maybe if you just popped that pill?
People would think you just fell ill.
There it goes again, that till of that clock.
Telling you your head's on the chopping block.
So this is the end.
You never did have a friend.
Well now,
Since we’ve got that dealt with,
Come on.
You need to see the sun.
While you lived,
You never did have any fun.
You never really lived.
Ignore my pun.
All you did was run,
Well boy,
Now you’re here.
What are you going to do now?
Your master plan worked,
Stupid boy,
You’re dead.
What was going through your head?