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Broken and left alone
Overlooked way too much to care
Thoughts so cold they freeze the bone
Cigarette smoke to warm the air
And wash the guilt with sweet absinthe
And slowly blur the past away
A life of sin, waging war against
Society’s look of tomorrow’s day

A life of loses
A libertine’s curse
Too strong for tears
But it could be worse
Or so the lie is believed
Clutching to my black ray of hope
Violence is best conceived
When bottled anger is set lycanthrope

A free mind trapped in solitude
With a permanent distrust of the world
Honesty thriving behind these “bad attitudes”
You always found a reason to discord
What was your wish in my defeat
Did you hope to look better than me
Well your victory was short and bleat
But left a permanent scar seared deep into my psyche

Memories of greed plaguing the pure
Waiting for death to kill the disease
A lance of piety, behold god’s failure
And let numbness follow this icy breeze
Forever fighting an internal battle
To proud to lose, but impossible to win
Trying to escape the growing line of cattle
But I always end up getting pulled back in

And after all I’ve done
After every demon I’ve overcome
The salvation I’m longing is constantly overrun
Causing my black heart to grow forever numb
Now all that I ever was will fade away
Like the smoke of the cigarette put out on my wrist
I’ve accepted this fate, now free my soul will play
Forever in the oblivious playground of my death