Lletres: Misfits. American Psycho. Blacklight.

a pounding pulse stirs anxious feelings inside sick breaths of undead life "help me angel evil" cried the children of the night take this wasted mortal life melt me into blacklight lie on the floor and let the body die become the beasts in which you fear "help me angel evil" cried the children of the night take this wasted mortal life melt me into blacklight "help me angel evil" cried the children of the night take this wasted mortal life melt me into blacklight on go