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When the feel becomes to much to bear,the weight crushes the soul

To get out from under this heavy cloud,another life must be stoled

The rip the tear,the lips a beautiful blue,the feeling of god as they beg and pray to you

Just like the childs story they sell all so well,you are merciless like the fabled one that cast satan to hell

No laws of this world do you obey,like a god you pick the ones who get to leave or stay

No one will understand the beast that you are,your hate of life,you are a living scar

A wound brought on by a world so cold,they cast you in this tragedy,so now you must live the role