My pendant heart shapped
Was broken in pieces.
I cried, I shaved my downer spirit.
I did everything to holy my love,
I tried, did my best,
I treated, you ran.
I like to eat my blood meal
I like to mutilate arms and arms
I like to feel the pain in your eyes
I like to crucify people who die
I like to dig on cemitery,
Love sweet love why you give up me
Now I'm suffering and you aren't here
I had to kill you,
I thought that I need.