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Through the violece comes forgivness,

but none for me I believe.

I submit to my defeat, I hurt others

just to feel anything.

It doesn’t matter,

with scoliosis you can’t see heaven.

Soul so hollow, echoes lingers,

bridges, ropes and nine milimiters.

Too worthless to fucking die,

too worthless to stay alive.

Pull the trigger, stain the wall,

leave them all.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

hear my prayers, end my heartache.

Send the army of winged worriors,

burning swords piercing through

my heart!