Smells Like Dead Teen

The Family!

Look around, see all of us gathered
Granted with the gift of pleasure
Draining our lungs into laughter

Crushing the bones of a scorched bird
Sweet blood gushing down my throat
Life seems good, life seems easy

Damn not those who lay unfortunate
Damn not those who live in hell

Cherish the time we spend together
Thy soul won’t shine forever
Listen to my voice, listen to it close

This is our feud of depravity
Our last chance to immortality
Our prose will prevail

Life seems good, life seems easy
Damn not those who lay unfortunate
Damn not those who live in hell

A tear scars my face
A scar that reminds us who we are
A tear scars my face
We are the ones that will shine