I can't help but to feel that I should singe through this world
Incinerating the virulence of the skies
Sinuous to any ignoble obstacles
Staying vindictive to the cause, with no minute resonance
I can't help but to play vigilante
I can't help but to fix the disaster
Wearing my ire like a silver badge
And plowing through these casualties
Sinuous to any ignoble obstacle
Staying vindictive to the cause, with no minute resonance
Sinuous, oh so versatile
I am your vermicide
Venenum000 · Fri Aug 01, 2008 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |