Bleeding streams of hate hate I can read the truth and it took from me what I once was by now it shouldn't entrap me but yet it always does the beauty of denial and what it means to me (you should) gaze into the pools of blood for they shall set you free ...set you free... there is no pleasure, it is all pain all is plagued with the harsh stain for what you see i'll make you feel and these scars will never heal new scars... blend with the old the truth of glory... to behold sodomize your mind... with my ways my anger filters... through this haze dripping from.., the souls in pain the waste of life... with nothing to gain hate hate I can read the truth and it took from me what I once was by now it shouldn't entrap me but yet it always does the beauty of denial and what it means to me (you should) gaze into the pools of blood for they shall set you free ...set you free... all my victims are now sent fleeing still the blind eyes are never-seeing envision the glory, its not for the weak reach deep in your mind and let the hate speak hate
