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Bible arm on social hellWith each year of unprogressionSpins its downward spiralCloser than ever to the edgeA feat in resident martyrsA fine of failure is addedStrong objects track my body, My body downBetween a labrynth of errorsEyes, disappearing rebirth of light...Digging through the graves of giantsAnd the key to the suicide eraWords fly to meA lonely road, like a promiseTo shake the entire organism closer than ever,Failing miserablyRunning through like an alphabet of hateEver to the edgeAnd the key to the suicide eraEyes, disappearing rebirth of light...Between a labrynth of errorsOf psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myselfI kill for the code to disarm this messDisarm
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