The humor in these demons.
The humor in this gore.
The humor of my nightmare.
The humor that i'm bored.
No humor goes forever.
As I'm walking through this door.
No humor that's inside me.
No humore anymore.
Went down the lake of sorrow.
The sorrow in this horror.
The horror that confines me.
Confines to my floor.
The floor is dry and dusty.
Ignored for years and years.
Should I sit here and ponder.
Confronting all my fears.
No more sorrow.
No more breaking into tears.
Many more years.
Shall I be weird.
No more changing faces.
No more shifting gears.
Hapinness is near.
Why must I fear.
The humor in this gore.
The humor of my nightmare.
The humor that i'm bored.
No humor goes forever.
As I'm walking through this door.
No humor that's inside me.
No humore anymore.
Went down the lake of sorrow.
The sorrow in this horror.
The horror that confines me.
Confines to my floor.
The floor is dry and dusty.
Ignored for years and years.
Should I sit here and ponder.
Confronting all my fears.
No more sorrow.
No more breaking into tears.
Many more years.
Shall I be weird.
No more changing faces.
No more shifting gears.
Hapinness is near.
Why must I fear.
