"We must resurrect a Faith in Purity and its Glorification"-Yukio Mishima
Dead Teenage Girls (mk. 1)
Lyrik von Simar Rousseau
In the Twilight Field My Girl she did yield Down she was thrown And her fate was sown It was the End of the Romance We had never known It is Time to Remember The Reaping Time, a Seed to Plant In these Teenage Girls With no Soul, no Heart, no Mind, at least none I can find My sweet, receive the Mandate Put your Hair in a Bow Don't talk back Forget the Pain Lose weight Be demure Submit! Be quiet Smile pretty Oh my sweet Inlet Let me look into the Future And what it holds for you NOTHING! NOTHING! Not what you dream of You're dead! DEAD! Dead inside And I'm there too You were never around EMPTINESS! CONTAINMENT! The Look of a Girl in Love Is the Look of Hollow Ways A Pedestal above Nothing to Nowhere Worthless by Design It will always fall in Time Then you lose the very Best you had to offer Never recover. DEAD TEENAGE GIRLS! I'm drawing a blank for you I'm drawing a blank for me If I'm not free, never shall you be How can I feel Friendship with a Girl that feels Nothing?! Your Love is Empty! DEAD TEENAGE GIRLS! Below and above Receive this, Sweetheart, the Final Lesson of Love There are no Rituals harsh enough To exorcize False Love. HATE! Das war ein Durcheinander Fräulein, leibeigenes So halt doch stille, verfluchtes Weib! Mir, hörst du, mir Gehört dein Leib!!...
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