• Horror
    Look at me
    You're going to break
    Can't you see?
    You don't have what it takes
    So you think
    That its over but it's not
    Then you link
    Everything together that makes a thought
    You will cry
    While I will Smile
    Your grave, I will defile
    Now you wait
    As my blade cuts your skin
    This is fate
    Your throat is the end, I win