Dead Rose - Eighteen Visions

Smell the rose

Sweet inspiration

Does it make you want to fuck?

Then go fuck yourself

You’re scarred with imperfection, but aren’t we all?

Harder.

does it feel good?

Oh how we love the pain

Consume.

buy yourself love

Love doesn’t want you

It hurts, but i was born into this.

love hurts

Makes me hate you.

make me fuck them

Corrupt minds, thoughts and feelings beauty

Fuck it hard.

harder.

fuck me

I have.

our love is dead

Pain orchestrates this art

Sometimes i feel, but i can’t feel

Unwanted by my virgin

And i’ll slice my throat on a thorn of the dead rose you left me with

And on our last kiss… she leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

dead rose