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Immersed
In a suffering consciousness.
Repulsive
Against any tranquillity.
Inner fight
Feeds myself with hate.

Torment’s like a salvation tome
A struggle which is sick and disgusting.
Deceived by a life I once loved.
Absurdity’s striking down my brain
I’m screaming for a vengeance
Which is only directed against me.
I am no one, I am fulfilled
With frustration, I have to kill.

Conquering…pain
You have to die to be someone.

I shooted these bastards
Who thought they were chosen.
Bullets are incarnating my pain.
My heavy hate has to kill them

Now that my needs are fulfilled
I have to go ahead this life
Dying to prove that I’m someone
Thanks to the guns my frustration’s gone

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