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enmity
03:53
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i am the keeper of my death
more attempts without success
than times my name's been
on your fucking breath
this is not a lesson or a test
this is a fucking threat.
i don't forgive - i don't forget
and i don't have much patience left
get back behind the glass words that you spit
i almost can't believe
you think you could be anything to me
please... my name is misery
how many times can you spit in my eye
before you thought that i'd take your hide?
i tried playing fair, let you live your lies
but lightning won't strike in the same place twice
done is done. we're out of time.
we're way past the point of me wasting mine.
still got shit on your lips from the next in line
get the fuck off your cross, bitch, it's my time to shine
crawl your way through.
i almost can't believe
you think you could be anything to me
please... my name is misery
and misery
is everything
cold - ink black and writhing, a living hell
from my fractured teeth i made poison blades
for you all, and you'll all kill yourselves
in my shadow where your sorrows dwell
larger than heartlessness and just as well
bullshit banter from a limelight whore
with nothing actual to fuckin live for
borrow the image, suck up motherfucker
keep kissing mirrors from your spot in the gutter
choke.
i just can't believe....
you think you could be anything
to me, please
my name is misery.
i'm much more than your "woe is me"
or something you can take or leave
and contrary to belief...
i don't keep company,
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2. |
animus
01:03
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3. |
serpentine
05:10
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you barely made it thru the hard times
forked tongues - missing spines
it's ironic, they don't usually find legs on the serpentine
yet you're running
leaving all your circles behind
while i'm closing mine...
you won't recognize the hate inside
cuz this is
seething stains from rusted blades
that my back is laced with - forget my fucking name
bloodstains on my hands
bathed in hate
devils among man
soaked in flame
you motherfuckers don't deserve
what you've got
you weave your fiction, with fake conviction
pollute the vision with shit
i'm surrounded by snakes all around
separate at the base with the spade
and take the fucking crown
those with silver spoons get broken teeth
but theres supposed to be family in the streets
separate ourselves from the weak,
i guess you couldn't make the cut.
one hand on the golden goose, and you lose your guts
you cleaned off your mud...
now that we can all see your scales
and watch you bleed your coward fucking blood
you can keep your cheap seats
to the winners circle
i'll burn down the fucking circus
and i'll watch all the clowns run in rounds
you thought that you could bleed me out?
you thought i couldn't take the pain?
never forget about the living hell
the hole i come from is a fucking grave
let there be a motherfucking witness
for the trail of burned bridges
for the tails behind from all the snakes left headless
you thought i wasn't worth the attention
now it's over and i'm coming like a living weapon
dont sleep
you motherfuckers don't deserve
what you've got
you weave your fiction - with fake conviction
pollute the vision with shit
i'm surrounded by snakes all around
separate at the base with the spade
and take the fucking crown
VENOM for the fakes with two faces that we left in piss
ARMAGEDDON for the ones who thought that this was something they could miss
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mirrors
03:45
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i talk to the mirror
all they say is "go away"
there are scars on my face
from trying to make them pay
i can't unsee the things i've seen
i'm still me. hands bloodied..
i'm filled with holes, i can't control
stolen soul, nothing left to unfold...
i'm killing me
i'm locked up in my cage
i'm killing me
won't let me get away
holed in. locked up. inside.
kept up underneath the surface
sealed off
where only i know i would hide
until i have to try
to show my face, open my eyes
each time i come back
i never come back whole
i never come back whole
keep leaving more in the whole
i can't unsee the things i've seen
i'm still me, hands bloodied
i'm filled with holes, i can't control
stolen soul - nothing left to unfold
i'm killing me
i'm locked up in my cage
i'm killing me
won't let me get away
i broke through the mirror
wrap my hands around my throat
i cut up the pieces
of the things i hate the most
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5. |
breathe
05:34
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