Servatis a PericulumI can feel your being coming over me I can feel you tasting every part of me I can feel your power ruining my soul What more can I say? I want more.Servatis a Periculum
I can feel your evil dwelling in my heart I can hear your words whispering their art I can feel you in me, I can touch you now I know what I am feeling as I drown.
I can feel your fire burning in my eyes I can feel your hatred deep between my thighs I can feel the lust in the air I breathe Lord Almighty, you are not here with me.
TattooThe White, White SnowYou fight and die in your battles and wars. Your skin is cut and your clothes are torn. Oh boy, oh boy, don't you know? Your blood has stained the white, white snow.The White, White Snow
Just stop I say, just stop this fight. You cannot win in the dark of night. The fire is bold, the fire is red,
Just like the bloodstains on the dead. Oh boy, oh boy, don't you know? Your blood has stained the white, white snow.
Swords clink and cut the flesh Because beliefs cannot mesh. You beg and plea for the morning light For anything but another fight. But with the morning comes
Yuliana PetulengroA poison bottle filled with ink Is the only thing Yuliana needs For she knows words that can cut very deep. Her words can kill like a dagger sharp Or play scenes that warm your heart. They can turn on a dime and make you cry Or they can paint you wings so you can fly. They can poison your world and make you sick Happy or sad: Take your pick. I'll paint you a portrait for a small price... A portrait of words that will make you think twice.Yuliana Petulengro
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