Lady Reiha
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- Joined
- Mar 6, 2006
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Hello Snakey, my old friend,
Ive come to Stalk you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while you were sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of violence.
In restless dreams You walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my weapon to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
Kitty's delight
That split the night
And touched the sound of violence.
And in the devil's light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People fucking without speaking,
People hearing without meowing,
People writing suicide notes that Snakeys never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of violence.
Fools said Hey!,you do not know
Silence like Horny Guy grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my paws that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of violence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the Satanic Kitty Goddess they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the Clerky
Are written on the subway walls
And College halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of Violence.
Ive come to Stalk you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while you were sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of violence.
In restless dreams You walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my weapon to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
Kitty's delight
That split the night
And touched the sound of violence.
And in the devil's light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People fucking without speaking,
People hearing without meowing,
People writing suicide notes that Snakeys never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of violence.
Fools said Hey!,you do not know
Silence like Horny Guy grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my paws that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of violence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the Satanic Kitty Goddess they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the Clerky
Are written on the subway walls
And College halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of Violence.


