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Gripping on the black hearts

Pulling on the puppet strings of

Evil men and women of the world

Intelligence denies that

Greed is all the finds them

Religion and salvation from a store

Searching for a bad soul

Always finding reasons to cause

Devastation in the hearts and minds

Feeding on their kindness

Leaving thoughts behind them

For any guilty conscious to take form

I’m the trader of pain

In your theater of sorrow

I feed on the disdain

Feasting on your pain

I’m the chains around your neck

Trapping you inside

I will make you doubt tomorrow know you won’t survive

I’m the voice behind your hex

Chains that bleed your spirit dry

Come with me I will guide you to the fortune

I will guide you to your promised land

Never mind that little angel on your shoulder

She will never even try to understand

You there sulking I will cure you of your problems

I will show you how to properly depend

You don’t have to change at all, no you’re perfect

You just need to learn to be a victim of “the man”

You won’t remember anything until it’s gone

Responsibility you’re freed from it all

No longer any need for structure

Nothing to remind you

No family or a home to

Go running back to open up your eyes

My guiding words that blinded

Your heart is stripped kindness

You traded in your good life for a whore

Pathetic pleas of mercy

Never cease amazing me

Corruption is addictive you want more

Separate the heart and

Obliterate the mind for

I leave you in a hollow broken world

I’m the trader of pain

In your theater of sorrow

I feed on the disdain

Feasting on your pain

I’m the chains around your neck

Trapping you inside

I will make you doubt tomorrow know you won’t survive

I’m the voice behind your hex

No one hears your cries

I’m the trader of pain

I feed on the disdain

I’m the chains around your neck

Trapping you inside

I will make you doubt tomorrow know you won’t survive

I’m the voice behind your hex

Chains that bleed your spirit dry