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• Artiste: 50 Caliber
• Titre: The Slaughtering Of The Sun
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I walked through hell with the weight of the world on my shoulders And now the time has come Never will I Give in, until I'm Set free from this fucking misery They brought it to me and I took the pain Thought they could beat me, now they fear my name They left me out in the rain There I prepared for this day No one was there for me No one fucking cared for me, but I can take the strain Break free from this prison with the hands of a broken man A fire still remains from the slaughtering of the sun Breathe life where there is none I have returned from the dead Found strength beneath the suffering and cut off its head You always knew if I found my way back out That I would come straight for revenge You call your self a friend You tried to destroy my whole world You tried to make it all so hard for me But you could never stop the light from shining down on me And how hard you try, is how hard you fail Now stare me dead in the eye And tell me without lie That you don't loathe yourself I know they would love to see me fall To see me crawling on my knees My heart infested with darkness Me bleeding, them feeding on my sanity Slave to the suffering Wearing me down until I'm forced to let go And I know how it kills you to see me succeed In the blink of an eye I conquered it all