The troll was not himself
Or human in his heart
what time was it
not written on his hand..
Heads found in my song
A darkness forms
you can touch the shapes
of all the life she takes..
We were lovers once
Falling deeper into eachother
then the storms rolled in
there was something..
Sweet as candy and
Ever yummy
Like dreams
Rising..
Or human in his heart
what time was it
not written on his hand..
Heads found in my song
A darkness forms
you can touch the shapes
of all the life she takes..
We were lovers once
Falling deeper into eachother
then the storms rolled in
there was something..
Sweet as candy and
Ever yummy
Like dreams
Rising..