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Hurt
Break em apart
Hard to function with this black in my heart
Make him fall to the ground, watch his body contort
Ashamed of giving up praying to Lord
61 seconds, a minute and more
Say what you want but it remains the score
I make the judgement and I’m nothing more
The aspects connect, and my body’s the cord

I can’t talk
My mouth shut
It’s been done
I can’t see at all, fuck
It’s all dark
Make it stop
Please just turn it off, fuck
It’s all gone
Where’s it all?
My skin feels the claws, fuck
I can’t stop
Use my tongue
Might just cut it off

Everything’s bait, nothing sees past my face, fuck the whole human race, all equally responsible
Heart full of hate, I might wipe out this place to take out all the snakes, no excuses are plausible
Fuck all your praise cuz he is what he say, and these souls are untamed but your god never thought of em
I’m saving grace, the return of the great, I didn’t turn to Satan cuz it’s already guttural

I can’t talk
My mouth shut
It’s been done
I can’t see at all, fuck
It’s all dark
Make it stop
Please just turn it off, fuck
It’s all gone
Where’s it all?
My skin feels the claws, fuck
I can’t stop
Use my tongue
Might just cut it off