Blood is raining down.
Helpless world i am bound.
Let it be done.
Forever burn in the sun.
Extracted back to our blastphamy.
God there is only one more task for me.
To die alone.
Wishing god had a thrown.
To be real.
Somthing i can feel.
Instead of terrible hell.
A society that will fail.
Im burning already.
A soul burning so steady.



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