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On To The Next OneI watch her hair as she runsOn To The Next One by ~PassionA
With the fear in her eyes,
I feel her skin as she trembles
When I catch her by surprise,
I taste her blood as the knife
Glides smoothly from her neck,
I kiss her lips as her soul
Escapes the clutches of death,
I stroke her face as her warmth
Slowly fades away,
I drop her body when I'm done
In the forrest to decay,
I gaze over her body
Like a plate of gold,
And I'll remember these days
When I grow old...
“Look at my prize,” I scream!
This hobby is nothing but a dream,
A bloody fantasy,
To have a beauty queen.
But like all my prizes,
They're bond to get old,
Decaying bodies of mold.
Such a shame, b

Lovely LadiesLovely ladies are we.Lovely Ladies by ~PassionA
Innocent and pure
Fresh, fragrant just like daises
That mist over the funerals.
Cover over
The burnings of the bodies
To expose that we are
Frail and insecure,
Sickly, our brittle bones
Walk the streets.
Dropping, falling
Breaking. Bleeding. Pleading.
Lord above our cursed heads,
Bless us from this dreaded plague.
Lord above, please hear our prayer,
Cleanse our souls from this despair.
Rosary and Rosemary,
Pray to get us through this curse,
But prayer
Can only make it worse.
We carry the cross
Above our heart,
Bathe in the water
That set us a
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