open your eyes to realize
that you're a bitch of your small mind
creeping disease behind my belief
scatters its salt in the wounds I feel

you're the "world corrector human connector"
you can do what you want you think oh so naive
friendship was big and the threat with it
became a thistle sticks its thorns through me

hate stays love bleeds away
flows down my feet I kick it man
fall on your knees beg for mercy
but don't mess with me

to excuse deeds or forgive these things
is like a dream of a horror-trip
one stupid day will make you pay
for careless handling with your arrogance

all your lies it's time to show
you go the way the assassin goes
blackened soul that ends the day
now all what was fades away

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