guitar..writing..and singing
It's a random little hole
With a story to be told.
Of one who dwells within.
From the darkness comes my sin.
Once the cord was cut.
I've had nothing but bad luck.
From the womb I was strutton.
Thanks to my belly button:)
That;s all I've got haha
Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.