Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star?Twinkle twinkle, little star!More Like This
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high.
Like a demon in the sky.
The night is burning like my head,
The voices whispering in my bed.
The stars around me are singing now,
To butcher the town and to fill my vow.
So here I walk into the night.
Snuffing candles, snuffing light,
Above their beds I'm creeping now.
Bleeding pigs to fill my vow.
Twinkle twinkle, little star!
Death is all I know you are.
A mist above the world so high,
Red as the glow of a demon's eye!
You Know What You Are!The storyteller is lost in usMore Like This
Don't ask me where he went
I see his traces in the words you write
But his power is truly spent
And all I see now is meaningless
Words made simply for the thrill
Belted out by a literary killer
Monster, looking for a fill