Poison them; let it stimulate your wicked friends.
They don't deserve a life of peace and are all just better off dead.
Make the end.
And pretend that you have power over them.
Don't you see what you have in your chest is nothing but a bile infested mess.
Moving south to the bastard county.
Making life harder for the empty.
These are my sins and I'll share them with you.
Meet me halfway and don't let me fall into my ennui.
Breaths falling short.
I can't stand I'm alone and life is feeding off me.
Distractions are all around you.
And while you watch the ugly truth surface to the public eye you can't hold the urges in. (x2)
A tragedy ensues, soon a trial will follow.
And your peers will determine your fate that's just the way the judicial system is set.
All rise for the man in the black dress
It is pathetic, such an archaic way of thinking.
All monsters are human, all men are beasts. (x2)
What drives a wildheart? (x2)
The urge to beat and feel alive (x2)
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