Transparent her ideas
To be the person I never wish to be
"Morals far too high
You'll never reach the sky"
"dreams killed by your lack of disguise"
Why is never answered by the wise
Black becomes her sign of heart
When the volume of vengeance is born
Blood speckled blonde
The rise is by right
The fall a surprise
"What I seek is soaked in pleasure"
"The length of life is in the years you measure"
The length of my ways
The heart I will reap
Spelled in degrees
I can tell
what i sold is engraved on the inside
Spelled by the pain
On the gates which doors frame hell.
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