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Welcome To Hell version 1 by bondage, literature
Literature
Welcome To Hell version 1
Love hangs herself with bed-sheets in her cell,
And we give birth to a Hate filled Hell.
Caring stabs himself with a butcher knife in his room,
And our newborn Hell drinks the sympathy for fuel.
Kindness is raped and put to rest
And our Hell releases Hate out of his depths.
Hate douses herself with the blood of our world,
Revitalizing Spite and Animosity.
Hate douses herself with the blood of our world,
Opening our eyes to Hell.
No Caring, no Kindness, no Love to free us,
Our daughter Hate devourers our souls
And feeds off our minds
Engulfing us in her cold clutch.
Hate douses herself with the blood of our world
ScarredWristsSmeared Mascara by bondage, literature
Literature
ScarredWristsSmeared Mascara
I am my own worst enemy
I shut myself away from the world,
So people will never see
The mess that has become of me.
My mind is my worst bruise
My body is my worst scar
I shut myself away from the world
So they never see the
Scarred wrists and smeared mascara.
I walk secluded in the dark
My head bowed to the ground,
Because I don't want people to see
The mess
Mascara makes,
When it runs.
Release Me by bondage, literature
Literature
Release Me
This clawed black shadow hand,
That rips through my ribs
To clutch my beating heart,
Has begun to tighten its grip.
Its razor talons slice my veins,
Its dark and evil blackness
Swarms and engulfs my confused brain.
The shadow darkens my depression,
Pushes its hatred through me,
This shadows evil obsession,
Will never let me be.
The claws of the head,
Re-open past wounds in my heart.
The cold bone fingers
Sink deep into the beating muscle.
The strong actions of the wrist
Make the sinews of my heart dance and twist.
And as the shadow hand forces out the last beat
And rips out the heart from inside me,
The b
Springhill by bondage, literature
Literature
Springhill
Rose tinted atmosphere,
Clear cloudless sky,
Flowers and happy smiles
In my world of make believe.
No burning acid tears
Taint the perfect earth.
No trickling bloody cuts
Add more red to my rose view.
There is no hate
To darken my sky.
No harmful objects
To break my smile.
Nothing can hurt me;
In my world of make believe.
I tread along unworn paths
No stones and glass under my feet.
The sun warms me
But once I was froze.
Yet in this perfect bubble
I still do not speak.
No whisper, no sigh
No sound from me.
For I promised to silence my feelings
When I created my world of make believe.
I promised
Amaro Bambola - Bitter Doll by bondage, literature
Literature
Amaro Bambola - Bitter Doll
(Italian)
Addolorato eternamente,
Amaro animo.
Drastico abnegazione.
Basta.
Acido bacio;
Autodifesa!
Fallo errore,
Buio confessare.
Cieco cuore avvelenore,
Basta!
Bisbiglio ciao.
(Translation)
Pained forever,
Bitter soul.
Drastic self-sacrifice,
That's enough.
Acid kiss;
Self defense!
Foul mistake,
Darkness to confess.
Blind heart to poison,
That's enough!
Whisper goodbye.
