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Holding you down by your throat
Just enough to keep your fucking mouth shut
Can’t stand to hear you scream god
Because he's not fucking here bitch
And how does it feel now?
Don't worry youâ
It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The hours are days, the days are dead,
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your black
Why fight, you'll just rue the day
That you try to escape the conscience of the dead
Hold your throat and pray for help
Take this oath to the grave and never let it out
Look in these eyes and endu
A mass suppression depressed by life unsure what he's to live for.
But then away came the better days when life opened its new doors.
Struggling for a way every day to live life not to fail but succ
how many years have we waited
for a ship that never set sail?
and how many days have we wasted
chasing a love that was not our own?
i sat ashore and watched
as one hopeless wave crashed upon anot
I’ll make you suffer alone. And make you think it was meant to be. I’ll rip apart your soul. And make you think it was meant to be.
Close, close your eyes. And breath my, breath my lies. Breath
I watched the sunset on, your broken body
Leather upholstered seats seared to blood and flesh
The blood that flows through my, fucking veins.
This metal casket your final resting place
Winter
Bring it to your lips and experience the sulfur infect everything that we've created.
Don't twist this around.
Don't attempt to justify what we know is wrong.
Tendons are torn and screams are relea
Watford town has gone and fucking let us down
We don't know the cunts who fucked us at the show
Our shit is gone and it ain't coming back
Five good men go broke while the rats get fat
We don't c
Your reign of terror is coming to an end
And all your victims' pain will be avenged
Taker of innocence, I want your demise
Tear you apart for the unspeakable things you tried to hide
I fucking h
Unrelenting, their endevour to rule lives
Teaching you an artificial truth, that you will grieve no more, that you will die no more
Narrow minded mercenaries, slave traders, soul collectors
Send a
waves crash in beat of the sounds of serenity.
whispering our names. in search of who we really are.
my pale eyes. sing a pale anthem to an empty vessel.
empty vessels that hold the truth to infatu
I'd bite into your face just to be close to your eyes
I've discarded so much beauty in a lifetime
I'll stitch my own insides to the highest tree
a keepsake of this rusted love that you wish upon me
Colorfully black and white, rigid and whispered; blind to me are tears unfed and time means nothing to me. untoucable, unspeakably gone, yes i am empty. where history and memories meet i find confusio
The past is going through my mind.
It hurts, yes it hurts because a face never leaves and hearts never die.
I was just a broken promise, said that I would be a part of your friendship.
And I just w
It's perception giving an overruling mentality of authority and supremacy
All dwellers of earth shall pray and worship this demon whose names are not written in the book of the life of the lamb
Slai
When I sit perfectly fixed and perfectly still, my mind is still walking and beating. Can it be perfectly fixed and perfectly still? I think I have finally found my devil, I know him. He's walking and
I was swimming through the waves for must have been days but I could find no relief.
When I started sinking down I thought for certain I would drown until I saw you in the ocean underneath all the br
The sun seems to have been rising
Ever since I can recall
Ending a sense of permanence
To this lying world
Your lung’s not worth the air
Your life’s not worth its weight in flesh
To hope f
The only proof that I have that we shot and killed this horse
Is the sounds of whips on flesh and a bleeding heart remorse
When I'm In this state of reflection and you hand me whips
And two by four
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