25 January 2013
Who are you to do this
With no emotion left
The cold biting at your feet
And nipping at your hands
You do not care for him or I
You only wish to bleed us dry
To control us
To break us
But before you even try
You can not bleed ME dry not him or her
Has anything on me
For I refuse to be your pawn
I am not a piece of your game
So if you like bleed me
But you still will not control me
I control me
I own me...
Bleed Me Dry. • Opuss № I