Pale Eyes See Madness In The Realities Of A Witches Lie – Wrapped In Words

Read the riot act to the disenchanted zombies that shuffle through the halls of nowhere, break the sweat as the mould is destroyed by fists of passion, smother the hate with the fear of a tomorrow without a today, sanctify the mother-fuckers faith with the bosom of a dying lie that swallows the seamen of a forgotten yesterday, blow the liars in a line of nothingness as you bathe in their stupefied pus, forget, deceive yourself, lie, be who you want to be, but don’t see the you we all see, don’t see the bastard child!

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