I saw her naked in simpicity Then she took out an ax and murdered me Was that normal? I think not But forever inside I will rot Lost souls, lost souls Sink down to the coals Lost souls, lost souls It is satan who controls Our souls, our souls Once you die people forget You're just a distant memory So now I ask Why are you still greiving me? When I'm buried in the ground, in the ground Never to be found Fucking face down Lost souls, lost souls Sink down to the coals Lost souls, lost souls It is satan who controls Our souls, our souls
Reason for writing:
I'm not a satanist, I just felt like being mean
Birth sign: Aries
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