Suffocate Comments

(On broken nights I sit in darkness handcrafting damnation with my unkempt claws the screaming silence rattles my eardrums I'm face to face with ancient flaws. As the walls begin to close, I begin to open wide; loneliness is a loaded gun ready to unleash the tortured soul inside.)
Sit behind my candelabra melting down like molten lava
Chanting hymns like tragic operas never place me in a genre
Destined to complete the saga win the war against the monster
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