Petals In The Grass
Rats And Demons
Biting and gnawling
But I'm not quite dead
Rats around my ankles
Demons around my head
They must smell the rotting
Of a decomposing life
A decayed struggle
A decayed strife
Sadness and grief
A very slow death
Always lugubrious
Till my final breath
Lady melancholy
I do wed
Rats around my ankles
Demons around my head
But I'm not quite dead
Rats around my ankles
Demons around my head
They must smell the rotting
Of a decomposing life
A decayed struggle
A decayed strife
Sadness and grief
A very slow death
Always lugubrious
Till my final breath
Lady melancholy
I do wed
Rats around my ankles
Demons around my head
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Rats And Demons
Rats And Demons