Dear Diary - Cannibal Grandpa

My dad bring us the darkness

He introduced in our home

Like the shadow he whispers me in the night

The fairy tale is ending

Pressure of the oldest one is working

Gaze devoured my mind

Now I’m his little puppet

Now I’m his little puppet

I get carried away by his dark game

I get carried away by my innocence

My body is crossed by flaming hatred demon eyes

And I please angels come to save my fucking life

He comes to me as a big wave in a small sea

Like a thousand knives cutting my skin

Blood fill my eyes

My breath is broken

Your hands around my neck

Dad is late to save me