XOR 999

Young eyes awakened in
a forbidden territory
Blood shut voice catching
slowly with the story
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A silent separation starts with a silent rhyme
A silent day without a sunshine
A silent breathe without a life
A silent life no more I thrive
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Self-inflicted wounds pictures a deprived life
once held in the dungeon of darkness, decaying
bleeding, rotting, screaming inside
in brutal agony, melted bones and suffering
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covers of earth
consumed by dirt
consumed by greed
right since birth
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Why my weakness resonates again
it creeps inside right into my veins
why I feel so lost again
hopeless is all I'm left
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The day drifts and time grabs motion
Witness the sun shift while darkness falls
I wait for the moon with a silenced pretension
that this night must be different
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my thoughts that bleed
failing to connect these dots
dwelling on this need
life fires a few more shots
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A barrel of cyanide inside our mind
all Utopian dreams died long behind
feeding slowly and a decaying thought
screaming inside as every skull is shot
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A series of blackouts
bringing a new faith
when trying to figure out
what she said
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from the dead I'll rise, to go back to grave with honour
from the ashes I'll rise, to burn down ignorance of all genre
from the dust I'll rise, to create the sandstorm of hate
from the hate I'll rise, to end this vampiric wait
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