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Condition : Rotting on the Vine
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"Death is Your Patient Anxiety"
The heart beats so fast
The blood rushes to feed the pain
These eyes wander past
The flickering sights pierce the brain
Numbness pursues
But what comes next?
Cannot undo
Seeking hatred
with an infatile mind
Viscious toil to rout the lesser kinds
Your children
Your mongrels
In the dark room where we learned to subdue
Beggars on bended knee
We scream and plead
In the dark room where we learned to bruise
Broken and bloodied
We cantracted your disease
Our hearts pumping and pounding
The blood gushes to free the pain
Our eyes wander past
The flickering darkness seizes the brain
Numbness ensues
But what comes next?
Cannot undo
We were your children
Rotting on the vine
Seeking hatred
with our infatile minds
In viscious toil
We strive to rout our kind
Our children
Our mongrels
Chin up! You're at the pearly gates
Chin up! You're at the pearly gates
"HAHAHAHA!!! Who are we fucking kidding?"
Long time no see! powerful
Long time no see! powerful piece! It got me. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."