

SensesThe world is moving, floating nervously Any my eyes, they don't see ears don't hear, nor wet skin is feeling Anything Somewhere else their existence is In the color In the sound High, high above the water And living oh yes, livingSenses


The FaifrytaleMake them sufferThe Faifrytale
more than we were Burn 'em, cut cut cut em ,hurt 'em Execute their smile
make it be reborn in eternal sadness Wanna see you die
'n cry (but why)indeed Their pain my gain My happiness and your sadness are inversely proportional
Make 'em beg for a drop of mercy but the fuckin drop
vanished a long time ago in a damned rain of anger Assimilated Humiliated
Evaporated
Deceased


IIMy mind wants to scream, yell loudly And who am I to stop it? Just it's (temporarily) host So that everything can hear it It screamed in a gentle way but as the time flowsII
the voice ripps me harder..and harder it wasn't like that in the beginning .. (Red will come )
And who am I to stop it?


2 000 000+ vs. 56000Borned in a mud, raised in a mud, died in a mud. No windows, no doors, nor lil' peek holes Just the way it should be We are the small pawns in a oversized game And as one we are replaceable and worthless Oh my dearest, the most hated mud, the filthy grass with the muddy water, always and forever2 000 000+ vs. 56000
and the muddy sun, makes the 7'th heaven
of my gunpowdery existence My muddy tears flow through me closing my eyes almost fully And I have no fears, because that very "no"
is the word of my life
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... after all, none of us is really qualified as humans.
-CJB
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The inquisition?
All right, fine.
My bad.
~God
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