Some stuff for English that I might as well uploadWhat left innocence is there?
A devastation of something so small blasts a well so great
My child, my love. Your death bleached away my conscious.
I took those blows, I'm beat up and bloody and Duncan has had his time.
Had his time unlike you.
I guess rage swells me, swells you when I talk so sick of your death
Would I, whilst your innocent eyes beamed into mine, dash your brains out?
Or would the sweet reflection mellow my need for power?
It seems, however, black ink swam from my punctured heart
Tangled through me like ivy
My mind once like the moon, reflecting the rays in your sun-like eyes
Now tainted by such said ink
Tainted my mind, tainted my love for my sweet killer
Macbeth has killed so much. I'll get him to kill once more.
Drag him down to the well into which I fell first
And he can kill and kill again all those that he loves,
And although we pace the narrow walls of this well
He finds a way to push us apart.
Are you proud, pr
=Red berries fall, crush into the Earth
The side of a riverbank,
Pink-brown mists into the water
Sheltered by leaves trembling overhead
Tremble like my skin, but that's where I'd give anything to stay.
Fading home, as the night drowns out the sun
Seconds can't pass fast enough
Or count the speed of emotions spinning through me
There was never any measure
This is all I have to show for my love
Each word presents my affection, as big as the Earth.
ShakenSweet shake brings back nights before
Hail storm inside me, ice left breaks on the floor
Storm no longer in my gut
But you'd sung that back into me
Injected shivers, my skin tremble vulnerably
However, now I can't be so selfish
I can be angry at those who dive their nose in and take their pick themselves
Although I was just doing the same, guilt tripping anger
A path of my own way
Who deserves you more?
Who do you deserve?
I'd plead my case, I've not felt shaken for so long
Though you know her longer, and longer without she'd been, she'd say
But as soon as you'd taste her lips again
The storm that'd re-started
Would waltz down the drain.