Misery of Compassion

Love from deep seas, blood of the innocent

Death at every emotion, golden sacrifices
Misery of compassion is a sacrifice to truly love
The woman of tomorrow as to the passionate venom
Admiring in lust and enflamed with temptation
Eyes of a vulture, hips of a lady dancing to the rhythm of sorrows
Kisses from her love potion and the cries of her sexy moaning until the morrow
A phantom to negativity within the plenum to kill and destroy the young sparrow
Running in distress, obsessed and oppressed none to save him by cupids arrow
Misery of compassion is the enslavement of wicked copulation
Fallen on the gneiss, hurt and smashed up to pieces, love paid the price
Russian roulette knowing she is the one all lustful deep in vice
Fell for an angel of beauty, nasty personality, and the unforgiving heart of Madame Weiss
Little morality, foolish like white rice, I didnt take advice and I paid the bride price
Like the lab mice, murder from madness, given credit of the excise, a stab so precise
Misery of compassion is the downfall of appreciation
Hungry to devour the good in my heart and sad enough to decapitate her adoration
Love above never taken, striking with her boxing glove, and always stressing the innocent dove
No pity, no hesitation as she get rid of the humble one admitting of to assassinate her love
Misery of compassion the crazy lust within the dogmatic man
All alone with no fans he began to plan the marriage of his woman thinking its the divine plan
Tired of negative energy, lynched by the Ku Klux Klan, and buried by her hand
Graveyard celebration of the compassionate man at the cemetery inside the black minivan
Misery of compassion since love got hit by the frying pan
His daisy so crazy and all just willingly dumped down, look at him in the garbage can
Trashed man named compassion with no ally saying goodbye as tongue tied
Love aint supplied, mind as well just die, innocent child stand by for miracles to comply
I pray that all is tight and she be right as I give up on the fight
Bright light here I come with no fright in great might since it just feel so right
Misery of compassion is the death of chivalry to the music of the songs of sorrows in the shades of night