Watch as sweet letters fall from his perfect mouth to form ever more perfect words to steal your soul from your very shell you call your own being,
Watch as he lays cruelly painted fingers upon your stitched up lips,
And as he steals an innocent kiss,
(Chorus)
Batt your eyelashes,
Look up at him,
Mouth half parted,
The taste of tainted blood lingering on your toungue,
Gasp quietly as his eyes swallow you,
Get dizzy,
Fall into his pale arms,
Feel the bitter cold,
See him as the statue he is,
Plead as he carries you off,
To be his everlasting wife,
Heed the the pleas that fall from the dressed up skeleton brides,
Smell the swee
I still don't have a scanner for my laptop, but I did pick a box of colored pencils, recently. So with any luck I will be able to get a printer with a scanner some time soon. In the mean time I am hoping to draw a bit and eventually share them with the world.