Here they are; the wicked
A panic floods the field.
Deliverance; unthinkable.
They play their part, performing oh so well...
With empty cores they carry on
"a twisted soul!"
"an apparition!"
Born of a beastly brand
they butcher purposely
"Just have the sense to run away"
Scream at the sky;
beg for a reason he would allow this.
Look to the sky and say;
we would be better off without this.
We've never felt alive
but none of us can die
just when we want to.
We're stuck in this disguise
this leather skin; with eyes
designed to haunt you.
Do we haunt you?
You're on the other side.
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A panic floods the field.
Deliverance; unthinkable.
They play their part, performing oh so well...
With empty cores they carry on
"a twisted soul!"
"an apparition!"
Born of a beastly brand
they butcher purposely
"Just have the sense to run away"
Scream at the sky;
beg for a reason he would allow this.
Look to the sky and say;
we would be better off without this.
We've never felt alive
but none of us can die
just when we want to.
We're stuck in this disguise
this leather skin; with eyes
designed to haunt you.
Do we haunt you?
You're on the other side.
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