I scream and cry in wicked lies. I came before the evil eye. Where death comes cold in a winters hold. In my face you see of nothingness, completely blank, a succubus. Sucking you by and dry. And soon to spit you out again. My mouth, it craves a new best friend. your taste is waste. and lovers lend. and that I am a loving girl, lending to a fucked up world. Where tragedy runs hot and fetishes s...