Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take
I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world
Mr.
Tortured - been bleeding so long, I’m hungry, for my
Bodies missing legs and arms
Head is crushed to a reddish
You will die – no love there for you
There’s no
My face show no emotion
The mind of an animal
Behind human
So many caged - caged and disgraced
Too many inside -
death or glory
ive been so bored going nowhere
pissed
Pulled down to the depths
I feel that i am going
In the dark of the night I search for
the mindless
Butchered – born to bleed
No known cure for my disease
I’ll
My life, my soul my thoughts are my own
I live
I'm in league with satan
I was raised in hell
I walk
Salvation-is a crippled bitch
Satisfaction-from murdering
Evil voices-made me do
Time again to die a slow death
Now take that last
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