there was a child angel who never earned her wings one day she asked what's so great about me the older angel smiled and replied you are innocence and purity are what is so great about you but i have killed how can i be that she adds you think purity is mine ever so young one but there are many ways we perceive innocence and purity so shall we get those wings that you think you so need
as tears stream down her face a smile she makes oh how pain pleases her the blade goes farther in and i win all this pain for but the moment's gain they say
i am a masicaste i say life is a game burning cutting hunting it is all the same as i make her pull the trigger his life energy wavers she drops the gun realising what i have made her done it is not so much fun anymore as his breath stops i relise i miss life and tears fall the smile breaks this time it's pain in my heart not the sick pleasure the hunter is now hunted for my game has to now end in a win
how sinnful of me too help hunt my fellow kin
deep inside the little girl screams cause all the men plead for the far outside the little girl is grown so she kills all the men she knows sucking them of there souls and lifes
tada my children tell me what you think
neneka(dark mother )
look at her she weeps hidenly she weeps cause no love she has seen her family is gone so to let others think she's fine she hides her tears that are neatly falling oh they tast so sweet look she weeps it tears trough the sky her sobs are but whisper's on the wind look she died and in her place is a weeping tree
little hell child so fair push all the ratty hair away and see eye's that speak of hate pain lust fear hope and escape her eye's once bright and merry have faded too adark sea blue that is not so cheery now you know some of what her eye's tell a tale of can she read yours
as the child enters the pain fill's her lung's again as maddness swell's saddness dwells and pain never fails as she runs a beast attacks as she screams he rips her fleash and rapture's her souls rest as she flees torwards hell he called god guide's her sore feet too there saddest fate
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