You Think Your Above It All, When You’re Not Even On The Rim – Wrapped In Words

Possibilities lost within a madness of insanity built up by doctors twisted inside underneath their masks, realities given the shun of their righteousness as their lies are taken to be truths, cathartic murders used to cleanse the soiled soul only dirties the waters of doubtfulness more than they were before, sadistic measures taken with pride, bastards, arseholes, mother fucking cunts all, systematically undercutting everything and all, piling bodies upon bodies as they try to build the tallest pile of all, jealousy their weakness, and that’s their downfall, they’re pathetic world will crumble, once I twist them all toward each other…

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