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Click hereSomething twist inside,
The heart of the situation lies
Bitter and cold,
like a long forgotten lullaby
Transparent tapestries ,
Folded relics of dream come to pass
Sitting under darken sky
Remembering the feeling of
What it felt like to be high
This is slow suicide
When it all comes to pass
Remember not today
As the past fades slowly away
It’s the taste of bitter blood,
O r the feeling of ever lasting apathy
That stains hands of man
But the dark descent
The madness that comes
Speak not to me
For I only speak of lies twisted in truth
The corruption , the like a virus
Digging into your skin