I walked this streets a thousand times, Still this world never seemed colder. Compromised a thousand times To the will of vicious minds. Reality
Consumed, I feel the rage growing inside me, A fear i cannot contain, At war with an enemy that does not rest who will never relent. This city, these
Shifting light outlines my battered form. Stranger to the world, alone in my abandonment. A gaining army of white horses, stark warning before the icy
This is survival. This is my exile. I find no solace. I find no solace beneath a Godless sky. Will I find shelter in the places the Sun could never find
Deliver me. From the darkest abyss, from the depths of eternal rest. Grasping at the threads of sanity, only to watch them slip through my hands. I see
I am the blackest soul. The child of a loveless world. The wreckage left in the wake of time. I am the consequence of complete collapse. I am the horror
Crashing to the surface. My convictions lay bare before the tempest. As chaos explodes around me, I find myself in the jaws of destruction. Tested, by
But there is no silence. My thoughts drowned out. Screeching and grinding resonates through a hollow shell. There is no great wisdom. There are no answers
If home is where the heart is, why do I feel so fucking heartless? The crumbling skyline cuts a vicious horizon, sinking its teeth into the cold September
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Freedom is slavery. War is peace. Ignorance is Strength. Existence is suffering.
Carrion In a moment I'm lost Dying from the inside Her eyes take me away Tear me apart from the inside out Dead eyes speak in volumes When our lips refuse
Take all the sentiments Of a Cold Blooded cynic So believe me when i say I would love nothing more Then for everything To end in misery Concrete shoes
Virtue is lost Beyond this life in here Beneath the need of existence The vicious scream And everything she longs for turns to black The giver calls
Now, You're heroes have fallen. Champion mess, The seas are rising. So touch every banner, Every hope of surviving. Lifetime is waking. Security has
There is nothing There is nothing I would not give These are the days of God These are the days of God Please understand These are the days of God We
This is life This is life as As a consequence This apathy is murderous Hope is dead Buried by regret I love for nothing And die here for even less This
Black plagues, line a fading sky. A dying world stripped to the bone, Intoxicated by the madness. Blood weeps from open wounds. And still the fires rage
