Hidden, sickened, hunted, you've become my cemetery night, the curtain call in this stage of steel that is my prison, controlling, destroying. Barely breathing, weak, running to nowhere, elsewhere from here, from you, from your dream. Stay, play, cry, don't be shy, kill, hunt, torture, create life, end souls, consume the sin, be me, be you, be the fate of us, be the blood that I drink, be the being inside me, give life to my death, kill this life that runs trough my veins. Attracting, attacking, betraying, showing the light into the darkness, brigging horror and despair to the enligheted souls of the Eden garden. Show me no surprise, you've made me, from sunrise to sunset, all the blood you've bled, all that you've done, all of your tears, they have turned into my soul.
You aren't real, you're just the illusion of my mind, the deceiving made inside of my body, actions constructed, silenced, hidden in the shadows of the soul, consuming darkness, eating madness, drinking insanity. You're dead and alive, you're the next one to feel down, to bring yourself up, to make up something so true that becomes the false life of someone else. As long as that someone else isn't me. Say the words that you don't want to hear, carry the curse of yourself over your shoulders, black clouds always come back to hunt you, the rain is acid and burns, your skin decomposing, your eyes not crying, your mouth now open. How do you feel now? Betrayed? Cheated? More than something to man. Show me no surprise, you've hurted me, you've disappeared, you've brought me something that I'll never show back to you. Blinded and wounded, you've left me.
Hope and dream, shine during the night, be erased in the middle of the crowed in the light of day. Take another bite, give up the fight, it's just no worth it, lied and ashamed, won't make the same old errors. I'll be alone, show me no surprise, for that's my will.
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