your eyes are hollow~
empty stare mirroring a broken soul
stricken, you are, with the disease of the dead
you walk the earth a shell of the man you used to be
hope has long abandoned you.
it's my turn.
your eyes are hollow~
empty stare mirroring a broken soul
stricken, you are, with the disease of the dead
you walk the earth a shell of the man you used to be
hope has long abandoned you.