depraved

He looked upon the worldAnd saw that it was still depravedAs himThough not like himFor him as allBut closedLike themNot himUnawareHe wasAlready caught withinTheir cycleWith themOutsideDepravedInstinctiveRebellionPossessedBy bestial despairHe foughtThis la . . . 阅读详情

The irony is killing meYou twist the knife but not to bleedThe game you play is growing oldGive unto them and leave me coldRip my flesh of dignityBreak my heart and set me freeDrag me down to depths unseenTwist the knife, make me bleedHating, lying, fearf . . . 阅读详情