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Insanity's Kiss
Bruised knuckles
Fractured wrists
Bloodshot eyes
Insanity's kiss
Let the fire rage inside
Jagged tears from the wounds inside
Rip out the heart and put it on a string
Numb to the feeling of a blasphemous sting
A sinner's cry in the hands of a liar
Giving their soul as a vengeful desire
Pounding their fists on the walls that restrain them
Hoping that soon will be the time of retribution
Whispering voices inside of your head
Teasing until all morality is dead
Controling your thoughts, rewiring dreams
Morphing reality so its not what it seems
Spoken words from a voice that is shaken
Held with care upon the wings of a raven
Walking through life showing ignorance is bliss
There's nothing quite like Insanity's kiss
Fractured wrists
Bloodshot eyes
Insanity's kiss
Let the fire rage inside
Jagged tears from the wounds inside
Rip out the heart and put it on a string
Numb to the feeling of a blasphemous sting
A sinner's cry in the hands of a liar
Giving their soul as a vengeful desire
Pounding their fists on the walls that restrain them
Hoping that soon will be the time of retribution
Whispering voices inside of your head
Teasing until all morality is dead
Controling your thoughts, rewiring dreams
Morphing reality so its not what it seems
Spoken words from a voice that is shaken
Held with care upon the wings of a raven
Walking through life showing ignorance is bliss
There's nothing quite like Insanity's kiss
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