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Ultimate Freedom

I can heal you Father
alleviate the pressure
and eliminate
the excuses and justification
that seperate you from me.

There's your head on a spike
now your words corrupt nothing.
Now your deepest wish is granted
all I expected was a Man
not a piss-weak little boy
in another pretty-boy pre-paid car
you'll total in a month from now

Here, here's an eightball of crack
Here's another carton of piss
Here's more of me you
want to strengthen you.

Everytime you excuse yourself
from insurpassable stupidity
pick up the piss again
I'd rather an alcoholic deadbeat
than a fuckwitted freak on pills

One thing is known:
I have to be the one to end you.

Because God is
punishing me through you
ever since I was born
I always paid the price for your sins
you never listen, you never learn

So it is true that you will die
and your eulogy will not be pleasant.

I will not adorn your memory
I will not.

So you die
now the rest of us
can finally LIVE!

My time to rise comes
once I see the light fade from
your descending coffin.

The Ultimate Freedom
is minimal in price.
Written by Tacete (who-isthe-silence)
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