Damnation

Follow me down. Swallow it down. A little bit of something instigating your frown. The moon on the town, the blood on your gown. You're always picturesque. Stomp the haunted mood in your crown. I used to think about it then i... Chose the word indulgence, now i... Just need some room to stand my own. Why i live this way? who knows. Why i live this way? he knows. Is this damnation? or a beginning? I'll take "b". So once again the thought into my. And visualize the blood as the life. Is to bend the wheel of my own kind. I wish you'd see the hope in my eyes. All in all sublime on this side. Then again you'd have to leave this life... ....behind. Why i live this way? who knows. Why i live this way? he knows. Is this damnation? or a beginning? I'll take "b".