the plot sickens - lost continent lyrics
cold blood
stains on the floor
make sure i’ve locked all the doors
dead skin
peeled bare in frigid wind
life ends as i grip the pen
they die where the story begins
ink like poison
cold hands
scribe my demands
i’ve penned a wasteland
dead eyes
words brought to life
i won’t let them take me alive
a trail of bodies in this body of lies
pages torn and ink bled dry
lives taken
fractured spinеs
skin ripped from bone
words stripped from thе page
carved into a headstone
cast into the grave
another night spent alone
pen, paper, and a corpse to call my own
at times i question how they died
but i’m afraid i’ve always known
blood spills like my inkwell
the way this pen k!lls is such a f*cking thrill
its such a f*cking thrill
horrors
these are my confessions
my poetic possession
a folklore of gore
i dip my pen for the encore
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