Sticks and Stones
Sticks and Stones,Tossed away,Thrown to break at my skin,Tearing away at me,But you don't listen to what I say,You aim straight at my eyes,Seeing into my corroded arteries,To tear through the flesh and bone,Ripping out my heart,Dropped to the floor before the wild,As your ravaged animals fight,Amusing you with thiner inner savage kin,Like you believe in the blood-god Loki, Equaling massive amounts of gore,You're gracious enough for living,But really you are consumned within Written September 5th, 2001 © on Sep 05 2001 06:52 AM PST, Kade M 0 • 1
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"Sticks and Stones,Tossed away,Thrown to break at my skin,Tearing away at me,But you don't listen to what I say,You aim straight at my eyes,Seeing into my corroded arteries,To tear through the flesh and bone,Ripping out my heart,Dropped to the floor before the wild,As your ravaged animals fight,Amusing you with thiner inner savage kin,Like you believe in the blood-god Loki, Equaling massive amounts of gore,You're gracious enough for living,But really you are consumned within..."