Wednesday, October 28, 2009

I had jade colored eyes
That shimmered in the sun
If you stared at them too long
You'd catch a glimpse of what I'd done
The faces of the damned
And all the butchered lambs
If I had to do it over
I just would've done it slower

When we meet you will see
I will destroy everything of beauty
When we meet then you'll know
I'll be the axe that clears the forest