MIRANDA THAT GHOST JUST ISN'T HOLY ANYMORE

i've always wanted to eat glass with you again but i never knew how how to talk without walls dropping on the eve along the fallen scowled a fence of beaks but the temple is scathing through your veins they were scaling through an ice pick of abcess rekoning and when miranda sang everyone turned away used to the noose they obey and whoever said that they would scatter separating the mother from child she can bat a broken eyelid raining maggots from it's sty and with the traces that she leaves she will skin you out alive all the children go grinding their jaws the sweet smell of their toothless canals and the damn she will break, make an ocean from this lake as they siphon off all of our blood and when miranda sang everyone turned away used to the noose they obey and when miranda sang everyone turned away used to the noose they obey and when miranda sang everyone turned away used to the noose they obey