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Im still here

 While the blood drips from my chest
I still come forward
I may not be the best
My soul my be wayward
But im still here


You back away
You fire more
But yet I don't sway
The fear resides in your core

While the blood drips from my chest
I still come forward
I may not be the best
My soul may be wayward
But im still here

I walk blood dripping
Seeing your fear
You are running tripping
On your face a single tear

While the blood drips from my chest
I still come forward
I may not be the best
My soul may be wayward
But im still here

You scream go to hell
I just smile
You hear I chiming bell
Your mouth fills with bile

While the blood drips from my chest
I still come forward
I may not be the best
My soul may be wayward
But im still here

You look away scared and afraid
My hands around your throat
You try to grasp the blade
As you die you try to make a mental note

While the blood drips from my chest
I still come forward
I may not be the best
My soul may be wayward
But im still here

You wake
To here my laughter
You pray to escape hell
I whisper "But im still here"
Written by RobbyStratom
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