DEATH REINCARNATE
“Hold my hand, little one, it’s time to come out and play, take my dolls as we will sing. Drip, drip, drip. I'll teach you how, through all the pain, and the sorrows. Let them weep, let them crawl, for life is this way. Murdering beauty and passions. Hold my hand, little one, it must be this way. Too weary of life, and deceptions. Hold my hand, little one, for soon we'll away, to the eerie and silence.”
Stun from everything that she is seeing, Kyle smiles in amusement as the game he set so himself is one hell of gratitude and payment for the person who drags him into the hellish life her is having fun now.
Bab Populer