YOUR GHOST by SLAYANNE published on 2020-10-12T01:51:19Z Tear me apart Rip my rib cage out Fuck out my heart My words are just empty sounds The air smells like mold Devils got me in its hold Feelings getting criss crossed Upside down AND dust to dust I hope that wen I die I come back as a ghost Wanna haunt you so bad Wanna make you my host Boo! Sockets oozing eyes Sulfer ashes in the Skys I’ll eat your soul Sure it taste just like some coal The sun doesn’t rise Science is just a bunch of lies devils got me in his fist He says I’m on his list I hope that wen I die I come back as a ghost Wanna haunt you so bad Wanna make you my host Boo! Genre queercore Comment by Secret Caves Satan wanted me to tell you: She approves of the work you've been doing <3 2020-10-24T18:51:20Z