it may seem. From the inside out I can see my own self-reflecting tragedy. Time and time again I?ve tried to dissect my own self loathing. Becoming more malicious with
Die without restraint. Lungs collapse form the tension. Hearts plugged from potentially vile veins laced with inane. Blood that coagulates inside
designs of deception. Life taking from life. Is this the answer that feeds us technology down to the science. Pray for decay. With a design that resembles
thought for the ones who prey on the fallen victims. Lining streets with the flood of what remains from trials and tribulations. Bringing out the dead
one who sheds there skin. No remorse for ones who decide to shed their skin. As if you were the king of the living dead. With no time for friendship. With
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heart of glass. That lies beating for hours. Until it shatters. Taking my eyes to understand why she will not die. As if she was granted this day with
lousy letter to me and myself. I?m dying with devotion. These thoughts reflect the most of wretched and decrepit times I know. I will make it somehow. With
what you have done without arms to touch. With no compassion inside you fall apart. You fall from this waste of life. You will fall from your own devastation. With
behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all the centuries is what I left behind The knowledge, brought to the world Is growing with
to slavery] Kam der Herr der Plagen [Came the Lord of the Plagues] Pest regiert mit strafender Hand [The plague rules with the tighten hand] und Leichen
waiting With a hook in your neck Is the contact you?ve made Deficient And your hand will break If you touch this fence Please them till they?re Blind with
t matter to you, it's like you laughed at my pain Put me in a position to pick up a pistol, and I'll blast in the game I'm going crazy, being murdered by the hands
with a 4-5 Hit the ground and running bud, then I probably bumping in blood A fast thug fin to lose his life, motherfucking nigga from Texas Steady with
go and sell those packs Just trying to stay busy till you heard from Dad And you would rather be home with all your kids As one big family with love and
Are you still lost tonight? Living but dead inside This is the proclamation This is the call to rise Are you abused alone Walking with broken bones If
or die. Hold me like a child, I'm not alive until you do, what you hold in your hand is a miracle and it's dead if I don't have you. Hold me like
