My world is build on
lyes upon lyes, scarvs me to the bone
waiting for feedback
hear only deep echoes of confusion
Haunted by horifying flash-backs
and still you try my pation
I am Soldier on the front
of his own cowardness
With empty aggregate
That makes me suffocate
Broken switch on my head
between psycho and romantist
I am a social atist
Locked in forever lasting battle
i am ready to explode
as i slowly implode
awake every night, inside of this prison
in my own perfect ilussion
sleeping agent of chaos
As my insanity is merging
My di-evolution has just begun
on the degeneration run!
hear my last battle cry!
Watch my running dry
Thoughs that pears from the inside out
Chill me up, drug me
Wont work, my legacy lives deep within me
As i progress on timeline
And wait! where is the conclusion?!
hear only deep echoes of confusion
One piece is still missing
as i am still denying
I am afraid of the ultimate truth
who i am and was all the time?
all those feelings, am i feeling them for real?
are those flash backs real?
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