number nine out of eleven little littermates rotten apples all the way littermates all with different fates taught them almost all i knew and now the best the primus number nine of eleven little littermates feeling almighty is after my throne in the bright daylight little number nine dressed to kill much like me takes a look at the free world behind the gate of the castle and escapes i leave the baits the night awaits snare well hidden for the littermate evaded all but one one by one eleven little littermates annihilate only number nine s not in sight hiding for the moonlight eats the day kisses burn the paperthin wings away hate me hate me if they want you to break me love is for the weak and the restless relief in the end a broken lock and a twisted dream for an early tomb destiny s overruled trailed it back to the pagan cathedral don t love me don t you dare i lie i cheat and i don t care don t you go telling me tales about fidelity truth ain t safe with me in in ran into a needle i i don t need anyone lights lights read it loud and clear and hear the lion roar without my eyes they failed me knots untied i turned my weakness into a fine profession more i hear more i see i can feel the path i choose what i did was a must faced the music away from the light alone without a view someone thought to know me well drowned me in a wishing well making mistakes we all do worst of mine was trusting in a stranger for now i m feeling fine drank poison liked the sign now touch the greatest fear impaired to look sincere one step behind you turn around and i am gone with what i need the essense of timely death cold and dark love less hard