YellowStaaaaar

Why do I mourn？！
Mourn！
The blood grows pale
The sun decays
Fleeing toward chaos' edge
Sinking through abyssal threads
Life convulses at death's thres...

Out of my head
Get the **** out of my head
Already dead, bitch I wanna see you lie in ****ing red
That ****er doesn't know that her face is about to s...

We are all doomed.
It's all forged in blood.
These falling stars are dying suns,
A funeral for unborn ones.
Reflected in a shattered glass.
We scrape ...