It’s driving me
the marvelous flowers, trees and whole fields of green.
And I am glad, for I see the sun rising and smile.
if you can’t play pretend,
there’s something wrong with your head.
when thirst and hunger begins
we know vampires are our friends
She whispered in a dream,
Embraced him in her heart,
You cannot help but feel well,
When standing next to me,
This time there’s no chance,
That death I’ll resist, no I won’t resist
The head of my axe;
Buried between your eyes.
fighting Is not the freedom or submission itself