His little whispers. "Love me, love me." That's all I ask for. "Love me, love me." He battered his tiny fists to feel something. Wondered what it's like to touch to feel something. His little whispers. "Love me, love me." That's all I ask for. "Love me, love me." He battered his tiny fists to feel something. Wondered what it's like to touch to feel something. Seus sussuros breve "Me ame, me ame". É tudo o que peço. "Me ame, me ame." Ele agitou seus punhos minúsculos para sentir alguma coisa. Imaginando como seria tocar e sentir algo. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here. Looking through the windows. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here. Looking through the windows. Monstro. Como eu deveria me sentir? Criaturas mente aqui. Olhando através das janelas. That night he caged her. Bruised and broke her. He struggled closer. Then he stole her. Violette wrists and then her ankles. Silent Pain. Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams. That night he caged her. Bruised and broke her. He struggled closer. Then he stole her. Violette wrists and then her ankles. Silent Pain. Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams. Essa noite ele a enjaulou. A feriu e a quebrou. Ele lutou mais. Depois ele a roubou. Pulsos violetas e então seus tornozelos. Dor silenciosa. Depois ele lentamente viu que os pesadelos deles eram os seus sonhos. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here. Looking through the windows. I will. Hear their voices. I'm a glass child. I am Hannah's Regrets. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here. Looking through the windows. I will. Hear their voices. I'm a glass child. I am Hannah's Regrets. Monstro. Como eu deveria me sentir? Criaturas mente aqui. Olhando através das janelas. Eu irei. Ouvir suas vozes. Eu sou uma criança de vidro. Sou o arrependimento de Hannah. Monster. How should I feel? Turn the sheets down. Murder ears with pillow lace. There's bath tubs. Full of glow flies. Bathe in Kerosene. Their words tattooed in his veins Monster. How should I feel? Turn the sheets down. Murder ears with pillow lace. There's bath tubs. Full of glow flies. Bathe in Kerosene. Their words tattooed in his veins Monstro. Como eu deveria me sentir? Vire as folhas para baixo. Orelhas assassinas com renda de travesseiro. Há banheiras. Cheias de moscas incandescentes. Banhado em querosene. Suas palavras tatuadas em suas veias.