Thought Now You Are, Different Type
All Your Black Deeds, Done To The Time
Gave You The Strength, Poor One Though
Blind Stare Of Gun, To Your Eyes
Mind's Awkard Taste, Of Certainity
You Should Fit In, As Fake Puppet
Burning My Eyes
I'm So Blind
I'm Feeling The Pain
Feeling The Pain
Hiding The Size
I'm So Tired
I'm Victim Of Life
Victim Of Life
The Lonely Hound, His Terrible Bark
Stalk And Creep In, For A Bite
This Is The End, Of Cold Sanity
Behold The Real, Pictures Of Life
Against All Your, Endless Faith
Stood Up To, See Yourself
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Brutality Of Our Days
Starts To Bother Us Ever
Parade Of Indiference
Swallowing Our Endeavour
Emptiness Of These Fine Times
Torture The Creatures' Weak Mind
Charade Of Mean Vanity
Breaks Our Independent Will
Walking The Streets And Seeing The Dead
Feeling Like Only One To Be Alive
Violent Images Glimpse In Your Head
Right Verdict Isn't For You To Be Made
Quarrels That, Destroys Day
Are Changed By, Little Joys
Your Confusion, Begins To Grow
To Be Witness, Of Bullet Ride
Should Seem Needed, Yet It Doesn't
Thine Weak Eyes, Are Closed Forever
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