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Apr 2014
Burn ***** burn
Take a **** turn
Hell cares not
You've been caught

Scalpel, dirk, or sword?
None are Sharper then the word
Standing alone
Among my blacked bones

No gas
Just ash
To fall from the sky
To choke the air from your lie

Welcome to my playground
We live here underground
Daring not to make a sound
Bones that are unbound
Skeletons from all around
Dead thoughts dead dreams
All the things that never seem

Welcome,  
we've been expecting you
Auss
Written by
Auss  Ft. Bliss
(Ft. Bliss)   
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