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Ei mitään hajua biisin rakenteista ym. mut tämmönen raakile teksti olis. Tuli aamulla väsättyä. Olis kiva kuulla kommentteja. Kannattaako jatkaa kirjoittelun harjoittelua? Suoraan ja rehellisesti kiitos.
 
really think i have to go to the cemetary gates
and it is not a trip to honour your piteous souls last place
it is a journey to darkest hole inside my head
and there you are waiting again with pain
staring at me but this time its different
stinking thoughts and disgust i bring it
 
sometimes know that you are around me
creeping inside my head and stealing life from me
feel so much hate and how it gets stronger
burn in my own thoughts and stop to wonder
how you lived your life so well hidden
well its time to make you feel bitter
 
now i rise and feel much stronger
really wanna go to the cemetary and bring you the favour
something you never expected well watch out im coming
then you know it how you should never done it
cause your bones they will burn like rockets
and i'll be standing there feeling like goddess
 
i really think you thought that death was there to save you
you praid the lord to take you
well you were wrong and now you know
that all your actions well they are shown
revealed you finally after all these years
and put all the shit in right place
 
and now i am coming to the cemetary
have somethings for you and think you know too
what i have is nothing nice, after it maybe you think twice
remember how you said you were afraid to go to your mom
well i can tell i am much worse thing to calm
see your bones they burn like rockets
and finally i am the goddess