Madness

The blackness runs deep within my soul
once not so long ago my heart was pure of gold
but evil came and turned my heart to stone

Im pure as pure as you can get
much more meaner than Marie Antoniette

My shadow is that of a spiders web
like a fly you have found yourself trapped within my nestful feeding groungs
nowhere to fun nowhere to hide

i grasped the fact of your fear...it excites me
blood drips from where your limbs have been torn
i adore your bewitching screams fadeing away into nothingness

i sit back enjoying the feed stareing into the pitch of darkness silent voices congratulating me of becoming that evil child of pain again.