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- - - THE BLACK STAR - - -
Devil, devil on my shoulder
As my empathy grows colder
Show me what I’m suppose to be
Embracing the monster in me
Destroying every hope I’ve ever had
Whenever I find a reason to live
Tomorrow seems to be a curse today
I do not have a single fuck to give
When all your nightmares have come to light
Will you stand firm or will you flee?
And when your pain is all you have left
You will know just what it’s like to be me
Mirror, mirror in the abyss
Who’s the face in the precipice?
Wound in webs of mortality
With a touch of insanity
All the sacrifices I’ve had to make
Just to live this fucking waste of a life
I will stand before your awaiting arms
And meet you in the middle with my knife
When all your nightmares have come to light
Will you stand firm or will you flee?
And when your rage is all you have left
You will know just what it’s like to be me
I am the black star
Shining like death incarnate
Heralding the doom
Of which I consecrate
Bastards! Fuckers!
I will desecrate
I will dominate
When all your nightmares have come to light
Will you stand firm or will you flee?
And when your hate is all you have left
You will know just what it’s like to be me
When all your nightmares have come to light
Will you stand firm or will you flee?
And when your pain is all you have left
You will know just what it’s like to be me
(c) 2016 Frank Green
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