Candid
MutilatePenetrating the skin Cold luminous metal Frees the waters of life Flowing deep inside.Mutilate
Hope is wearing thin Uncontrollable events suffocate While a glimpse of control can be caught Slicing through the valley of scars.
Cling to the last fragment of power As sin tainted water seeps up Pooled upon the pale surface Screaming injustice and torture.
Broken creatures become whole When crimson water meets the blade. Scar tissue litters the surface Mirroring scars hidden deep within.
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You would be paranoid too if they were all after you.
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You would be paranoid too if they were all after you.
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