16 septembre 2006
The Path
I met you on the Dark Path
You were sweet and kind to me
Your voice was like velvet,
But cold like winter
I thought I could trust you
And followed your dark figure
To the Heart of the Forest
But you betrayed me,
And left me far behind.
Now I'm alone in the cold night
And I'm howling to the Moon
May you die!!!!!
DIE !!!!
DIE !!!!!!