A Dead Language for a Dying Lady

Vanna


As her insides are screaming let me out, She speaks as if someones in the room with her(someone sits quietly on the cieling tile)
Still facing the corner with eyes gouged out, These tears of blood fall for blood is all shes crying now

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her heart beats on...shes just not giving up yet
though blinded by the devils touch...she rises above him (She rises above)

she races towards the light as her heart beats on,(She stares death straight in the face, her heart beats on) still tears of blood fall for blood is....
all shes crying now

as he cuts into her chest

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Rise above! Let me out, let me live again.
She floats towards the light,the darkness recedes, on this most desperate hour she cries!
This desperate hour
IN THIS CROWDED ROOM, WITH AN EMPTY VIEW
(save your goodbyes, we all know its not the end)


Autor(es): Vanna