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Nov 2011
the death inside me still craves another fight
as my blood keeps feeding a feeling all aint right
veins pop as blood begins to boil
death inside me ready for the fight

eyes that start thus glowing
madness seen the light
death awakens screaming
somewhat some delight

body fighting..fingers tingle through
nearly ready..ready but are you
stretched and fully working
timing all is right
crave a new begining
bring it on alright
andy fardell
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