| Wish Of Undoel |
| Blood of the infant virgin spread across my wings, Nothing is exactly what it seems. Though it was fun indeed, I beg for forgivness and drop down to my knees. I can't believe what iI have done, And feel as if i'll be forever shunned. No longer in my life shines a sun, For I know exactly what was done. I know it was wrong in doing, And I can't stop hearing the people boo'ing. Blood of an infant virgin spread across my wings, Nothing is exactly what it seems. |