FIT FOR RIVALS lyrics : "Cut Off Your Hands"
Pass this on as my epilogue.
Heartless selfish alone they'll fall.
Light the match breathe in deep i cried.
Lock the doors let them burn inside.
Cut off your hands there's no escaping.
You try to get up to severe the craving.
Redrawn appease this con and recess back to what you've become.
The end is neigh fading into night.
Vengeance consequence left entwined.
Abhor the hopeless apprise this crime soon everything will be alright.
You think i've had enough but i'm not giving up.
You think i've had enough.
And i say.
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