Stone Gargoyles
Stone Gargoyles
Stone gargoyles and memories:
Blossoms and razors, and things not so nice
Your eyes are so vacant, your smile leaking ice
We planted hateful roses, in a childs bad dream
Your smile as I loathed you, your candy cane scream
You grinned at the thorns, the ones that we grew
You clapped at the bloodshed
And heart that you slew
I clawed at my gravesite, just to break free
Your maggots, your forked tongue
Your stake right through me
You bought a stone gargoyle
To grow evil's tree
And in your cold stare
I writhe to be free...
Stone gargoyles and memories:
Blossoms and razors, and things not so nice
Your eyes are so vacant, your smile leaking ice
We planted hateful roses, in a childs bad dream
Your smile as I loathed you, your candy cane scream
You grinned at the thorns, the ones that we grew
You clapped at the bloodshed
And heart that you slew
I clawed at my gravesite, just to break free
Your maggots, your forked tongue
Your stake right through me
You bought a stone gargoyle
To grow evil's tree
And in your cold stare
I writhe to be free...
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