I'm the dot that you never notice, bloodshed.
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I'm the blade that separates filth from soul.
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I'm the knife deep in your back, kneel before me.
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I'm the one that cries for attack.
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Behold!
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The voices are closing in.
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A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
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You try to run, you try to flee,
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but on your knees you'll be when I correct the flaw of life.
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You are a defect, a mistake from above.
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You make me puke, you poison the air.
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An auction of pain, the higest bidder is I.
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In complete joy I would leave your remains to rot.
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I control your degree of pain.
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Behold!
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The voices are closing in.
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A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
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You try to run, you try to flee,
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but on your knees you'll be when I correct the flaw of life.
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An abscess.
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House of cards, Chastisement - bad seed
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I'm condecending, I'm pain.
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I'm the one, it feeds my vain.
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I tear your wall, when it fall you will cease.
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You are filth, you make me puke.
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An abscess.
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I'm the cancer that eats you alive, torture.
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I'm the blade that slit your fucking veins.
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You are filth, you make me puke!
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The voices are closing in.
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A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
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You try to run, you try to flee,
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but on your knees you'll be when I correct the flaw of life.
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Disgust
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| Chastisement |
