Strange One
I hope you enjoy. These will have weird letters. Þþ sounds like Th like in the word This or that. Ðð sounds like Th as in the Thought, them, the, or their.
My blue eyes.
Empty, yet lively with joy.
Ðeir hair full of colorful dyes.
I saw your soul and try to destroy.
Destroy what is normal.
Time for ðem to wear black.
To your deaþ so formal.
I never slack.
We aren't normal.
You know þis too well.
Our looks so formal.
Þis isn't normal, you can tell.
You can't deny þis fact.
Our eyes glow.
Þis isn't how we act.
As my tears flow.
Flow onto ðe floor.
Leaving a sea of glass.
Our lives so poor.
Yet we dress like upper class.
We aren't normal.
Is it easy to see?
We wear clothes so formal.
As we waltz with ðee.
Empty, yet lively with joy.
The colorful dyes dull.
We are what we destroy.
We feast until we are full.
Ðe waltz of a soul stealer.
I'm not normal.
But I'm not a fate sealer.
I just wear clothes so formal.
My blue eyes.
Empty, yet lively with joy.
Ðeir hair full of colorful dyes.
I saw your soul and try to destroy.
Destroy what is normal.
Time for ðem to wear black.
To your deaþ so formal.
I never slack.
We aren't normal.
You know þis too well.
Our looks so formal.
Þis isn't normal, you can tell.
My blue eyes glow bright.
A wonderful red, making brown.
Into ðe morning light.
I'll wear þe crown.
Ðe crown of ðe normal.
Ðe people who own þis is none.
Rule all deaþ ðat is here.
We are all a strange one.
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