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No gods behind his name
The man with severed hands
Blinds you & tames your body
Pulling on your strings
The man with angel wings
Comes to take your soul
To a place unknown
Sending chills down to the bone
Eyes that always stare
Putting you under pressure
No one really cares
Breathe in the cold air
In this place you feel alone
Writing written on stone
The shadows will comfort you
Broken bottle pieces
Careful not to cut your fingers
Blood attracts the nameless
Eerie sounds outside your cell
Don't go out,don't break your shell
Disappear into darkness
Go to a different place
Where laughter fills the space
Here you'll feel safe
When the sun shines on your face
The man with severed hands
Blinds you & tames your body
Pulling on your strings
The man with angel wings
Comes to take your soul
To a place unknown
Sending chills down to the bone
Eyes that always stare
Putting you under pressure
No one really cares
Breathe in the cold air
In this place you feel alone
Writing written on stone
The shadows will comfort you
Broken bottle pieces
Careful not to cut your fingers
Blood attracts the nameless
Eerie sounds outside your cell
Don't go out,don't break your shell
Disappear into darkness
Go to a different place
Where laughter fills the space
Here you'll feel safe
When the sun shines on your face
Published 30th May 2016
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30th May 2016 9:53pm
