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Path of Fists

My fucking fist
Thrown through the air
What it hits
I dont fucking care!

Break my bones
And bring the pain
It doesnt affect me
Its all in my brain!

Ill bring down my fist
And thunder will roar
Darken the clouds
And lightning will soar!

This anger it spills
My box is cracked
The bodys of family
Left cold on their back!

I cant stop what im doing
Im blinded by hate
This path of blood
Was it all just by fate!?

I need a new friend
Not pills or a knife
I need someone to help me
To be a part of my life

Someone i can love
Love really deep
Deeper then my wounds
I think its love that i seek?

But theres no one there
That i can speek openly to
No other direction
One path to choose

So i raise my fist
And i crack the skull
Who is your god?
But i stand so tall!
Written by BlackHeart
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