Abaddon Incarnate
Self Portrait Of Hatred
Incest makes feel at home, She knew no difference, The fact that it remained A secret left an imprint, Sobbing as she takes his pain, Heavy breathing, Mental relapse like before, Now she's bleeding. Self Portrait, of Hatred Churning hatred in her head, He's still speaking, Light switch on, relieve the dark, Rarely sleeping, Remedy will never end While its vivid, Child within is between lies, Wake up screaming Self Portrait, of Hatred Churning hatred in her head, He's still speaking, Light switch on, relieve the dark Never sleeping Self Portrait, of Hatred
From Letras Mania