Hey, Quiet Reaper
Hey, quiet reaper
Cut me up a cloth
Of destiny and divinity
Grab my throat
And rip my necklace off
Melt me under the chaotic core
Until I’m nothing but sweat
I bleed colors you’ve only dreamed about
Your wildest thoughts
Are my tame temptations
Hey, quiet reaper
Cut me up
Copyright © Ashley Daly | Year Posted 2005
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