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• Artiste: Spite
• Titre: Lights Out
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Brave to claim I've lost my way Shamed I lay and plot the pain I brought the gun to show and tell Thinking ends The answer is violence All eyes on the holy one Preaching the word of his bastard son I brought the gun Now its show and fucking tell Kicked down the wall Between past and present Hells Loaded I admire your attempt to tame my temperament Bend On trial made to stand And test Abandoned regret One round to determine your denouement Bear the cost of neglect for sentiment Parade the flag of blinding Ignorance Trading words for a wound in your chest Brave enough To take a step Accept the cost Of your neglect Left to bleed For your temptation Hope the message Served its purpose Bludgeoned Upon a hill of guilt Resurrecting Resentment that builds Embarrassment Becomes malevolence Thinking ends The answer is violence Resurrected resentment Kept alive by malevolence Left to bleed For your temptation I hope the message Has served its purpose All eyes on the holy one Preaching the word of his bastard son You're brave to claim I've lost my way Shamed I lay and plot the pain