Paroles de Internal Suicide
Roots of my soul temptatedEyes burned with rusty-glass needles.
Jail walls are so hard
Fangs dissolved by fake belief.
The try
To steal
The minds
Of ourselves.
Frustration
Emanation
In wounds
Of laughing lamb.
True God
Was gone
Eternity
Ago.
Replaced
By fake
Saint corpse
We adore.
As slaves we borns
As worms we crawls and burns.
Let's celebrate our chains It knows smell
Of blade in blood.
Betrayer God behind
And from inside I died.
Internal suicide
The realm of morbid mind
The minds
Of ourselves.
Frustration
Emanation
In wounds
Of laughing lamb.
True God
Was gone
Eternity
Ago.
Replaced
By fake
Saint corpse
We adore.
As slaves we borns
As worms we crawls and burns.
Let's celebrate our chains It knows smell
Of blade in blood.
Betrayer God behind
And from inside I died.
Internal suicide
The realm of morbid mind
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