I have just witnessed a killer
Let lies drip from their heart
And let the mouth of the bastard speak
To speak an encrypted brood
But I find myself crippling
At the eyes of their heart
My blood unsheathes its blade to tear my once hopeful veins
This killer will only shed for the future













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Oppression, quiet and Repressed
Swept under the seams
the bed of the acquiesced
where we sleep, insomniac dreams
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"Just when you make your way back home
I find some time to be alone
I go to see the place once more
Just like a thousands nights before"-When The Smoke Is Going Down
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