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The Killer Despair
The Shadow Assassin
that strikes you
crawls under your skin
Everything should be
fine, you'd laugh
if only you could
Your soul is sick
and death could
not come so quick
Feelings fading
senses numb
self-degrading
The heart is gone
just putrid muscle
of a cold carrion
Nothing in your head
coldness, isolation
an empty lonely bed
discontent decay
nothing can be said
Everything's worthless today
you feel dark and dead
void is your heart
void is your life
devoid from the start
of your day in oblivion
only you, fool
Darkness so obsidian
left ages ago
life is cruel
feeling so low
Despair wears a sickly grin
for your torture
It is the Shadow Assassin.
that strikes you
crawls under your skin
Everything should be
fine, you'd laugh
if only you could
Your soul is sick
and death could
not come so quick
Feelings fading
senses numb
self-degrading
The heart is gone
just putrid muscle
of a cold carrion
Nothing in your head
coldness, isolation
an empty lonely bed
discontent decay
nothing can be said
Everything's worthless today
you feel dark and dead
void is your heart
void is your life
devoid from the start
of your day in oblivion
only you, fool
Darkness so obsidian
left ages ago
life is cruel
feeling so low
Despair wears a sickly grin
for your torture
It is the Shadow Assassin.
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