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You can't take back The EndStandstill virtue or blast-keg vice A demon asked me for choice deviceYou can't take back The End
i told him, of course i want my soul and only purity to fill this hole
With forked tongue as demons will the words befell like a frosty chill
Of the air perhaps Northern curse lent to freeze the Keys' Southern will 'bent
Not in giving but in receiving The Devil went down to Georgia -again
Spoke in tongues of two trite ta


Crying EternalShe sits on her bed She thinks of what she said She's damned lonely She's drowning In the sea of lies that she's told And everything that will unfold She can't help the way she feels When there are too many deals She strains herself for love She pains herself above And below, her cries are heard As he pushes her down Deeper into the lies She's told so many times She'll take it Allow it to become her Allowing herself to a darker place How could he have done this? How could she have done it to herself?Crying Eternal


Victimization LamentationAges ago a walk in the night would spark in me a terrible fright- of things not seen or seen and not known, heard and not seen, and no strength to be shown.Victimization Lamentation
In I, and in them, be whoever they may, I feared what they had whoever be "they".
Lately the others, that are not me have all become the same as I see; they and them: [I don't understand] it's not the other being confused but I in my demand.
A picture of a thing that has not been seen: like fire inside water shown as Earth. A picture that shows such majesty as simple,
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gave up trying to figure it out but my head got lost along the way
worn out from giving it up my soul I pissed it all away
still stings these shattered nerves
pigs we get what pigs deserve
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gave up trying to figure it out but my head got lost along the way
worn out from giving it up my soul I pissed it all away
still stings these shattered nerves
pigs we get what pigs deserve
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