Unglory

I awaited your selfdestruction,
that feeling of dessolate hatred.
I am here behind your broken mirror.
I'll give you pain instead,
confusion and loss.
Does this feeling consume you?
cloth on your clowing wings,
let me cover them in blood.
sweet child.
I'm nothing but the deep voice within you,
And we
i am affraid
have fallen braids,
And ones i glory flew through my veins,
God gave me his grapes.
I took it i cheated it,
and when i sinned,
I wanted to sin again.
and we,
i am affraid,
have fallen braids.
What would it really takes, what would it really takes.
Quick come here with your poisen.
Turn the volume up
and bang it out the trunk now.
noise?



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Writer(s): Mathis Mootz, Mathias Mootz
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