Her Wickedness: Igor


Flashbacks from my childhood, odd memories
Wonder what comes in question, while searching for
anything that would please.
Hold my head fall down on my knees

* Memories I can't recall
The name I heard before
Memories we adore
The name was not Igor *

This thought crawling creeping,
Like a sleazy thing
In to my mind as my bite tongue
my teeths grind, it's over the line
It's all there once again

While I'm searching for that name
I feel I'm growing a little bit insane
My mind is trying to show me
Things, I really don't want to..

know