Misery of Compassion

Love from deep seas, blood of the innocent

Death at every emotion, golden sacrifices

Misery of compassion is a sacrifice to truly love

The woman of tomorrow as to the passionate venom

Admiring in lust and enflamed with temptation

Eyes of a vulture, hips of a lady dancing to the rhythm of sorrows

Kisses from her love potion and the cries of her sexy moaning until the morrow

A phantom to negativity within the plenum to kill and destroy the young sparrow

Running in distress, obsessed and oppressed none to save him by cupid’s arrow

Misery of compassion is the enslavement of wicked copulation

Fallen on the gneiss, hurt and smashed up to pieces, love paid the price

Russian roulette knowing she is the one all lustful deep in vice

Fell for an angel of beauty, nasty personality, and the unforgiving heart of Madame Weiss

Little morality, foolish like white rice, I didn’t take advice and I paid the bride price

Like the lab mice, murder from madness, given credit of the excise, a stab so precise

Misery of compassion is the downfall of appreciation

Hungry to devour the good in my heart and sad enough to decapitate her adoration

Love above never taken, striking with her boxing glove, and always stressing the innocent dove

No pity, no hesitation as she get rid of the humble one admitting of to assassinate her love

Misery of compassion the crazy lust within the dogmatic man

All alone with no fans he began to plan the marriage of his woman thinking it’s the divine plan

Tired of negative energy, lynched by the Ku Klux Klan, and buried by her hand

Graveyard celebration of the compassionate man at the cemetery inside the black minivan

Misery of compassion since love got hit by the frying pan

His daisy so crazy and all just willingly dumped down, look at him in the garbage can

Trashed man named compassion with no ally saying goodbye as tongue tied

Love aint supplied, mind as well just die, innocent child stand by for miracles to comply

I pray that all is tight and she be right as I give up on the fight

Bright light here I come with no fright in great might since it just feel so right

Misery of compassion is the death of chivalry to the music of the songs of sorrows in the shades of night