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With the demons creeping in My mind turns over each sin Each one simply something that no-one should see.   Blood and iron all the same
Between us, you and me, I fear your company.Your clouded breathing haunts meLike a chill in the skeleton tree.  
After you destroyed me I wanted to cut off your hands Rip your fingers to shreds Tear your lips off of your face Gouge your blue eyes from their sockets Slice your legs to bits  
Is he the murderer? Did he commit the crime?If he did I’ll make sure he does timeHe stuttered! Oh that’s a signI’ll give him 10 seconds to confess; starting at 9 
Is he the murderer? Did he commit the crime?If he did I’ll make sure he does timeHe stuttered! Oh that’s a signI’ll give him 10 seconds to confess; starting at 9 
eye lids pop open, body in gulped in pain, oozing in red liquid, fear pumping through her blood stream, strength sprung from the gods above, power to take control of her destiny,
You want an idea of human rights,but are you ready to listen to the fights.Listen, listen carefully to my rhymes,about the absurd things occurring in prime time.You know about these absentees,
wake up one day take a look in the mirror i have something to say my message must be clearer i will not be a statistic so my think must stay logistic, theres a lot of wrong in this cruel little world
Cold metal is no longer terror, ‘Till cold metal becomes warm, Cold metal is her weakness, Yet a friend that always warns.
Bang, bang. No sleeping tonight. The Sand Man won't come, No child will dream. Blasphemy on sight.
Whole room grew quiet as your mother cried. "He's been killed," they said, "execution style." She'd just found out her first-born son had died, Crime scene so gruesome and bloody and vile.
I wish my phone would ring I call home, waiting alone, dial tone screams my mind's cold behind this blindfold of space and time I can't escape it I'm waiting and like a fine rope this line holds
The destruction it leaves the people who grieve Is it worth it to have a weapon that leaves people so sad? We need them to hunt we need them to survive but some people just have them
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