I was Born On November 7th 1987, And Wrath Not Long After that. Since then He Has been Feeding off my anger, jealousy, and depression, and turning it into something comprehensible.
Soaking In Your eyes
Fading Life Fleeting
Your Gift To Me
This Time Deadlier Than Before
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Your Gone, But Your Still Here
Why Can't You leave
Your Shirt On my Back
Tells of Your Presence
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Dark Is My Soul, And Morbid Is My Creed
I've filled my life with every Lust
Just to Satisfy My Greed
Anger and Temptation
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Broken Hearts
Hang From Shattered Mirrors
Filled With Broken Glass
He Runs Away
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Suicide,
The Best Way To Die,
I Slit My Wrist,
Like They Broke My Heart.
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