by XALE
(Melbourne)
We can't kill what we cannot see
But trying to do it is part of the thrill to be free
It's my will that nothing is left to me...
This is my pain
So I try and aim...
My misery to something else
It's a mystery if someone helps...
All alone in a world of snakes
They want to bite me to the bone so I'm no longer great
People leave before they arrive
Leaving nothing but evil and its need to survive...
But I'm not a vessel for the devil
I'm not going to tremble or defend-you...
Satan these are my parting words to you
I'm starting a new chapter in a world that is new
My life is a blur and thank GOD cos it left me black and blue.
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