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• Artiste: Sycamour
• Titre: Mana Fontannah
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There's a reason they call me a murderer I won't forget the wrongs you've laid upon my carapace Don't expect this pain to end with your full dismemberment I've held my tongue for far too long You wouldn't dare abandon your slander Don't view your apprehension as candor You can put up this facade, You fucking faggot I see right through you everything, looks like a noose when nothing looks like escape PLEASE! Don't let me see, the death in your eyes! Familiarity breeds contempt JUST! let me breathe, this air thick with lies! I will be fine in my ignorance The fumes arise up from your sick path, Nausea overtakes me I can't believe what I see, senses numb, embrace disgrace, as it fills my lungs You'll wait for the sky to fall down Sit and wait for the ground you're standing on To collapse With nothing real to fall back on Watch the moon sink as these straight silhouettes serenade the virgin suicides There is nothing more pure on this earth than the fire that purges to you from I Anatman You, are not, excused Why, are you so Surprised that you Cant become More than you are?