Made of Glass - Despised Icon

The art of silencing people. Murdering enemies is such a pleasurable task. Suppress any possible living/breathing threat from the equation. Empowered by the poi

This desire is so annoying, like a red hot rock in my palm. My nerves hurt and my legs convulse. Walking on broken glass. The soporific serenity permanently ref

Carry the burden sedated by a clouded moment As strength fades away self pity turns into nauseating grief Desecrate my frail lungs and limbs Anatomical balance

Welcome to my team The game is on Play by the rules or you're gone I'm aiming for gold I'll pursue my goal and see how our night will finally unfold Stay cold o

Diva of Disgust - Despised Icon Like a drug you asphyxiated me with fulfilment Your eyes like needles fed my brain with addictive enhancement Are you that long