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- Christ Puncher
I hear all of the lying again
And sit so still
Listen to the sermons from you
Feeling ill
I need to know that someone is there
But never will
To show me all this pain isn't real
- Rant
Internally grown, like a virus
Festering in the subconscious
Wanting to act on impulses
Ego suppressed, as it crushes
Seething inside in the name of hate
In a heated mind, feelings don't relate
Pressure on the rise that you cannot face
- The Stalker
Play the fearful game
A friend portrayed
To find it feigned
Too late
Seven seals riven by wind
The winter overtakes where the seasons begin
The tongue that splits in two, like a lash and sanguine
The serpent opens wide and eats its tail with a grin