Hold on.Hold onto your secrets,And bury them under your skin.Shine bright with happiness,Contain the raging pain within.Look at what you could've been,Believe me the end isn't very nearWe all have a choice to live,I hope I make myself clear!Burn your heart honestly,And contain your rage.Don't let it consume you,Don't let it run your life, again.If you love me, let me know.If the pain grows too strong.There are many things I can do,To help you let it go.Please believe me when I say,Everything will become so clear!We all have a choice to live,Did you hear me, dear?
Welcome to my mindWelcome inside my head.Full of lies, deceit and pain,Thrown across a vacant space,Like they were the truth, the love and warmth.Your lips ensnared my mind,Your voice ensnared my heart.Your cruel, cold words broke me,They were like a bullet through my brain.Darling, if only you could see,What an earth you've done to me.You would want to undo every wrong you've done,And wish you'd let me move on.I long for you to see,The pain you've left for me.Alas if you understood,You'd flood the earth with your tears.Cry me a fucking river, bitch.
Theme of the week: HOMEHome is in your head.It's a place that's misconstrued.It's a place of horror, lies and deceit.Home is in your head,And it makes you want to be dead.Home is where your mind should be at ease,Instead it battles every day.From the stress and strain,Of a pathetic life.Sometimes your mind wishes you dead.Home is where the heart is,And the heart is a painful lie.Throbbing and pounding,It's a thing that's keeping you alive.Home is in your head,And your head is a prison.
LiarDarling, can you say liar?Darling, it sounds like murder.Can you shout it out for me?Can you spell it out for me?Here is the pain,Bare for all to see.Here is the desperation,Eating away at me.With liar on your lips,And guilty on your tongue.And pain on your eyesWhere innocence once stood,Can you say those 3 little words,And actually mean them this time?
Little Girl, your heart is pounding.A head full of hate,And a body covered in scars.Help came too late,What's left in her eyes are beautiful stars.The last thing she saw, was the fear in her face,As the poison took hold,And whisked her off to a painful place.Better, she thought it would be.In death, as it was in life,Her pain was unbearable.Stuck in a perpetual hell, It will never get better.
PrologueVolnarus. The very name strikes fear into the hearts of many. His cruel ways have left humans starved and in poverty for too long. An uprising begins.Humans can't fight alone. They need help. From everyone and everything. Their quest begins now.War will be the only way, when diplomacy fails.