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All around this open door,

Seekers seek for ever more.

They Cluster around; those fucking whores;

Sampling shit they can’t afford.

So green with envy, cannot trust;

Staring blankly, with such graphic lust.

For we can let our chances pass,

and Leave this life with a sinister laugh…



So I can take you from this place;

Bitch-Slap those demons from your face…

Hold on to the bar, please don’t let go;

Grip it tightly, must leave this Shit-Hole,

Must get the Fuck out, before they steal your soul…



Only pain all around, shit we always fucking adore;

Looking Outward, seeking expressions and nothing more…

So empty are we, that our memories pass;

Pussying out, we leave with an old mans laugh…



So there it is- Shit’s all laid out,

You’ll bounce from this Fucker without much clout…

There it is you got your taste;

Shut the Fuck up and know your place.

Know that I can lead you on a chase,

So wipe that Fucking smile from your face…

Keep moving, don’t trip, don't fall onto the floor…

Let’s leave before this Mother Fucker before they steal your soul…