Death Pains

Got to run away from you,

You shattered like glass,

All alone,

Blown away by a gust of change,

Locked up,

Locked down,



Facing this execution on my own,

Your broken edge,

Cutting into my eyes,

Blinded by deceit and vengeance,

That's the thought of you,



Do you feel fine now?

Given what you want,

Cut down into nothing,



Do you feel fine now?

Just a shell of flesh,

The soul lost in a blacken void,



A shotgun message to your world,

At the thought of you,

Abuse that leads to uprising,

Taking down the source.

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