Walking statistic

[Ragga_Wh0re]

she looked at me lost & lonely
feeling her despair in her stare
she is I
The only two eyes I
Truely know and see
All that is pure and beautiful
Pulsating with life
Shrivels up& dies
From a single look of my sinful eyes
Blessed is not I
Follow my cursed stride
All that is damned
From me
Does not hide
Mysterious, composed
As wicked as the wind
Come along ym children
Express train via corruption
Prayers cannot save u now
Grapsed in my filthy hands
I have u now
y furious anger and vengeful ways
This is just cause
In spite of all things