If walls could speak, I'd understand how
If trees could whisper, I'd see why
My sanity is a candle in my hand
The screams of death are trembling and high
I drop the candle on the floor
My legs won't obey me, not at all
The sounds are raising even more
Scarry echoes down the hall
Make the voices stop, and I'll do anything
Just make it stop, I beg you
Moi Dix Mois
Dir en Grey
Musical point of view
I'm an addict to music, let's face it. That's why I'll use my journal to express my gratitude towards my favourite artists!
Bow to me, you useless fools! Bow to me, or I'll throw sand at you, HA!