The Plot Sickens Lyrics – Lost Continent
Singer: Lost Continent
Title: The Plot Sickens
Cold blood
Stains on the floor
Make sure I’ve locked all the doors
Dead skin
Peeled bare in frigid wind
Life ends as I grip the pen
They die where the story begins
Ink like poison
Cold hands
Scribe my demands
I’ve penned a wasteland
Dead eyes
Words brought to life
I won’t let them take me alive
A trail of bodies in this body of lies
Pages torn and ink bled dry
Lives taken
Fractured spinеs
Skin ripped from bone
Words stripped from thе page
Carved into a headstone
Cast into the grave
Another night spent alone
Pen, paper, and a corpse to call my own
At times I question how they died
But I’m afraid I’ve always known
Blood spills like my inkwell
The way this pen kills is such a f#cking thrill
Its such a f#cking thrill
Horrors
These are my confessions
My poetic possession
A folklore of gore
I dip my pen for the encore
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