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Like maggots to the host Like rats to the under He is foul He wants to hurt you , Though doesn't deserve to And the further you get is the closer you feel His head is a mess , it's going to explode His eyes are blind His hands are tied Driven by the will to eradicate , annihilate He is the cause of man's dissolving evolution He buys his " happiness " With the deceased , it's all he has left He says that it's the last time over and over again Though the addiction to continue is salient Twenty-four-carat will to ****
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC
Elucidate Hysteria
Like maggots to the host Like rats to the under He is foul He wants to hurt you , Though doesn't deserve to And the further you get is the closer you feel His head is a mess , it's going to explode His eyes are blind His hands are tied Driven by the will to eradicate , annihilate He is the cause of man's dissolving evolution He buys his " happiness " With the deceased , it's all he has left He says that it's the last time over and over again Though the addiction to continue is salient Twenty-four-carat will to ****
" He " - Designed to stand for insanity
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC
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