THE DEATH
SLICING AT THE SOUL
SEVERING SKIN FROM BONE
AND TURNING HEAVENLY TEMPLES,
INTO HELLS ASHES...
WILL NO LONGER DRINK
THE VIRGIN VENOM OF THE NEW CHILD
BUT WILL LAUGH AT OUR BLOOD-SOAKED SKELETONS
AND CALL THEM TO BE HERS...
LOVE ME.....
DEPRESSION IS CONTAGEOUS.....
~RYDIA~
