Angelic tears of acidic rain, wash into my face and eat through my brain.
This war waged, won't be a war lost, I'll fight forever, at all costs.
I'll scream for love, run for anger, fight with rage, against your defiled nature.
Another lost soul, a shrieking soiled whore, I'll take you down, like a bloated corpse upon a shore.
I'll feast upon your heart, play golf with your eyes, bake myself your tongue, purge out your lies.
You're the bile in my throat, the ringing in my ears, the perverted dreams that haunt the child's broken fears.
It's time for your burial, a straight smooth shot to hell, and if God be it willed, there with you I'll sail.
I'm not afraid to die, I'll take this to the end, the battle you provoked, is a battle I shall win.
-Jessica Carpenter-
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