Miss Nothing

Bury yourself,
bury yourself deep in me,
watch the skies burn,
set me free,
for the Laws have changed,
we three,
will run the show now,
the best deranged.

The Crimson King,
The Rotten Corpse,
The Miss Nothing See All.

Chopping memories here and here,
slashing bedrooms covered in dread,
so don't stop now,
wipe the sweat of your brow,
we are the New Collective,
will lock up the next defectives.

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Is that tears I see,
cry me a river, Cassie,
soon you'll see.

Should've done better,
spoiled yourself instead,
let the real Cassandra Hack show you true red.

And rot away that useless black stain,
you focused too much on pleasure,
forgot the meaning of true pain.

It is a new day, a new month and soon year,
but have no fear,
the Kingdom is near.

I miss nothing now, see all,
The Old Truth is back,
and Rot will remain the True Black.


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