She's cold and dead inside
Although her body breathes
But she's still got her hate and
She still tries to scream
She shrieks at the people passing by
Trying to tear her way through
Claw masks left on many
Joy is left in none
Please take everything
Just fucking take it and leave
You smell of death long before your time
I'd love to see your face crumble
Melting you into the black nothing
When you go
Not even the hungriest of worms
Shall find your rancid corpse suitable
Blackened flesh to match your soul
She's completely lost herself
Into the house of flames
Out of our thoughts--entirely
