Volume One





I sold my soul

for something so low

my hate will grow

my fears will glow

falling in the darkest hole

why do you do this to me?

why can't I be free?

why can't I open my eye's and see?

I gave up everything

The insects pile

my corpse they will defile

torn by your greed

killed by your need

slit my wrists to let the blood flow

my spirit trapped below

I am dead to the world

God is dead to me


Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Updated; From Psycho- Confessions)

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