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• Artiste: Earth Crisis
• Titre: Born From Pain
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Strength. Born from pain. Beyond that of my flesh. Betrayed, robbed and beaten, but not defeated. Through my search for allies, I have found myself. Persistance is the answer to regain all that was taken. Hatred drives me onwards across to desolation of dying dreams and failure, to find I am my own salvation. From the experience of injustice, from the horror that I have witnessed comes the knowledge that freedom must be won. Strangled by frustration, no longer will I be my victim. My patience is whaning, now all it takes is one spark to set me off. I have to try to find some peace and hold that peace inside before it gets to late. Emancipate my mind. Breathing life into my visions, forcing them into reality. From paradise into the inferno, into paradise, into paradise. Situation Degenerates- The situation degenerates. Again alcohol hits the bloodstream. Overwhelmed by the desire to feed the desire. Inebriation numbs the brain. Nothing changes, nothing improves. Empty bottles and empty days. The captive is pulled deeper into an aimless maze. Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in. Dying internal organs no longer fuction. Judgement impaired, direction lost. Trapped in a repeating process. Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in. Dying internal organs no longer fuction. Judgement impaired, direction lost. Trapped in a repeating process. The painkiller takes a life. The painkiller takes a life. The painkiller takes a life. The painkiller takes a life.