Sight's before me sorrow's my vision
Old and the needy stay sitting
Waiting for fate
Waiting their future
In a place no one wants to be
Welcome to the badlands
A place where time has fell
Life has stopped
My bowed head can do no more
As children cry for peace
I seek solace in the extortion
A tepid flavored liquid does nothing
To lighten me
So now my only focus is the death bin
My only aim for this putrid vile
Breath as I do
Nothing is hiding
Every all is waiting
Only the sharp may satisfy
My woe
Time is waining
The urge to scream has bubbled
The badlands holds me
Bait's my anger
Teases my rage
Stick me
Heal me
Boost my glowing
Seed my life
Let me go
The voice is near
My name to call
Escape my fear
Cure us
Cure us all
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 12:23 AM UTC
Sight's before me sorrow's my vision
Old and the needy stay sitting
Waiting for fate
Waiting their future
In a place no one wants to be
Welcome to the badlands
A place where time has fell
Life has stopped
My bowed head can do no more
As children cry for peace
I seek solace in the extortion
A tepid flavored liquid does nothing
To lighten me
So now my only focus is the death bin
My only aim for this putrid vile
Breath as I do
Nothing is hiding
Every all is waiting
Only the sharp may satisfy
My woe
Time is waining
The urge to scream has bubbled
The badlands holds me
Bait's my anger
Teases my rage
Stick me
Heal me
Boost my glowing
Seed my life
Let me go
The voice is near
My name to call
Escape my fear
Cure us
Cure us all
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