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IN THE PAIN OF OBLIVION IM GASPING FOR BREATH

IF ONLY I COULD CANCEL ALL THE FEATURES OF HUMAN

BEING

THEY WERE DESIGNED TO DESTROY

IF ONLY THEY COULD BE WASHED LIKE SINS

BY COINS OF INDULGENCES

BUT REMEMBER THE HELL IS OPEN FOR EVERYONE

I‘M MOVING IN THE CIRCLE

SOONER OR LATER STARTING FROM THE SAME

SPOT

I CANNOT BREAK UP WITH YOU I WOULD

START A CRUSH AGAIN

IM THE SELF-IMPOSED SHEEP

TRAPPED IN THE MIDST OF WOLVES

BEHOLD I WILL FEED THE

URGE OF YOU

IN THE COLD

BURN OF YOUR HEART

I COULD STEAL THE MOONLIGHT IN THE NIGHT

WITH THE GROWING FEAR WELCOME

THE STARVING CROWS OF UPCOMING ARMAGGEDDON

THE RATS OF FALSEHOOD FEASTING ON ME

NOW IM LIKE AN EMPTY VESSEL

LIKE A TRASH BIN FOR YOUR TWISTED PLEASURES

COME ON ONE MORE TIME DRAW THE LAST MILK FROM ME