Blood, Lace & Memories.

Never ending... this pain is never ending...
You're a barbarian, look at what you've done! Are you fucking stupid?! Lying in a pool of my own blood doesn't make me beautiful.
FUCK YOU! You and your stupid beliefs; nothing I do is ever good enough.
I'm better off buried between stone and earth.
Does the lace on my lips make me more elegant? Now that my dreams are silenced and my thoughts ceased?
How about these black and blues? Do they look godly on my porcelain skin?
I will never surrender. I'd rather sit here and rot, then admit defeat.
Wait till I get my blood stained hands on you...
I'll smack that sadistic grin off your face and shake the filthy thoughts from your head.
My innocence was like pure white lace and now all that's left is dried blood stains and memories.
I hate you... I loathe everything you stand for.
Come on mother fucker, I'll bury you alive inside your tomb.
You better hope the sun doesn't shine to you in hell!
Can you live with your sins?
This lace on my lips makes me look so elegant...
My blood makes me look beautiful...
And with these bruises, scars and memories... I am godly.