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The Preservation Of The Martyr In Me

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DilutedPerjantai 02.05.2008 07:35

Hey I thought you were dead!
Hey I thought you'd never make it!
Hey I hoped you were dead

Imbecile, brain dead, out of my mind
prejudice, narcomaniac, indecent child
take a bite of the flesh
flesh is what we crave for
flesh is all we need for
regain my pain,
make me sane
loose to try
try to loose
don't make sense.
Think of me, now and then
see what I see, feel what I feel
take a peek in my eyes.
they are all glazed up
surprise me now and die away!

Maybe today
maybe tomorrow
die, die, die
that's all we hear.
Kill, kill kill!
It echoes in my head
I choose my target.
Aim for the head
One shot two kills
Haha try me.
I promise you one thing I take mine back.
The very earth you were created from

Fool!
Think about what I said
I don't give a shit
or maybe I do.
I don't know, do you?
Was I supposed to tell you?
No
How about my little secret?
The weird pills in the brown bag
I swear upon what's holy to me,
they take my pain away,
Just die away!

What about tomorrow?
I don't know, do you?
Do I give a shit? No!
Weird eh?
Maybe I'm insane. Mostlikely,
not.
Tomorrow is not my concern.
I live here
underneath the very Sun
above the this very Earth
Satan cannot beat me.
Nor can you
So just DIE DIE DIE!

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