Curse those shadows, the beasts within
Their ****** hands grasp my skin
Reach for my neck, to plunge inside
Why won't they leave me alone?
There is nowhere to hide
The laughter I hear inside my head
Their thoughts pounding me stone dead
Beads of sweat drip down my face
The slaves of mercy know no trace
I bury myself in a man made tomb
Wanting to escape this terrible doom
The fate that awaits us all
The beasts are waiting silently
Ready for your fall
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 2:01 PM UTC
Curse those shadows, the beasts within
Their ****** hands grasp my skin
Reach for my neck, to plunge inside
Why won't they leave me alone?
There is nowhere to hide
The laughter I hear inside my head
Their thoughts pounding me stone dead
Beads of sweat drip down my face
The slaves of mercy know no trace
I bury myself in a man made tomb
Wanting to escape this terrible doom
The fate that awaits us all
The beasts are waiting silently
Ready for your fall
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