The Soul Grinder - May. 24, 2006 at 02:12 AM

In my mind, behold darkness
In my heart, behold love light
My mind goes with madness
While my heart gets lost in the night

But my soul....my soul is beeing grinded
By tears running down
All my fears of disertion have founded
The soul grinder with a crown ,

I feel it eating my soul to dust
I feel like drilling a hole in my chest
I want to change my pasion and lust
My darling I do need rest .

Yet you come to kill me
Wtih a knife in shape of your mouth
Oh...kill me so we could be
Forever in the red sea of the south