

Leave me GodlessWho now, have I sinned against, You? Your church? Your god? You see a threatLeave me Godless
In my mere exsistence.
So close the book. Sound the bell. Snuff the candle. Go to hell! After all, you are your own affliction.
So you wish to silence me? I say the words you fear to speak. What tragady you make of this! It's you that stole the devil's kiss.
I want no part of man's salvation. Bless me - excommunication. Free me from your worldly ranks. Your rites carved out like prison shanks.
It's by your faith, indeed You prey. So leave


LupercaliaCome worship me in goatskin With the blood upon your head Bring the Februa and the milk, The woman striped in redLupercalia
Pay your homage and your pentence To apease my beastly nature So my dear Luperci, I will keep you in my favour


for StarMy abandonment was not by choice My reasons, far too much to voice So, I leave you with these words And hope that in your heart, they're heardfor Star
I know that you have suffered great Disasters that you view as fate I'm sorry that I wasn't there And left you with this cross to bare
Apologies are not my style But this one has been due a while Before you judge me too severly Let me just explain it clearly
I understand the doubts you hold For all the lies you think I told I didn't lie, but take the blame I didn't tell you everything &n


The SadistSo I like pain Yours, mine It's all that makes me Feel aliveThe Sadist
The taste of fear is so devine Let it open up your mind I can show you many things That is, if you can take the pain
It separates
The weak, the strong I am violent Is that wrong?
Without pain, I feel nothing It bares on me a dark seduction It's my nature by design Welcome to the sadist mind
Love You!!!
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You wear your ruins well.
Please run away with me to hell!
Putting Holes In Happiness (Marilyn Manson)
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My survival is dependent upon remaining apathetic towards my own suffering.
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I Am An Illusion.
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My survival is dependent upon remaining apathetic towards my own suffering.
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Never easy. Never clean.
To be a beast amoung human sheep.
Tired of Being Alive (Danzig)
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I Am An Illusion.
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Never easy. Never clean.
To be a beast amoung human sheep.
Tired of Being Alive (Danzig)
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"J'implore la vie de laisser s'enfuir mon âme
de cette prison de lamentation et d'agonie."
Dark Sanctuary
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I Am An Illusion.
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