Betrayal

21 августа 2011 — Серж Блэйк
I'm entering your turf,
Starting with your roof
I'm like a fucking ghost,
Invisibly bulletproof.

I could be anybody
You wouldn't know for sure
I chew my bubble gum
And place it like C-4.

I play with the mind of yours
Till you got to lose it all
Embarrassing, obnoxious,
Spilling the guts right on the floor.

Creator of the dark
Has blessed me with the terror
Don't make any fucked up moves,
I live by your sence of errors.

I can rip off all of your nails,
Break the freaking bones,
Dig up some nasty grave
And cover my deeds with the stones.

Obey or be obeyed,
Taste from the poison of lies
Betrayal is your enemy,
The one that never dies.

20.8.2011.


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Рег.№ 0011018 от 21 августа 2011 в 10:57


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Марина Бойкова # 24 августа 2011 в 15:00 0
То be or not to be: that is the question.
Серж Блэйк # 2 сентября 2011 в 18:04 0
Or is this life worth to die for?