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death machine
the stab paused the time flow and threw me away,
far away, beyond understanding of time.
and i was in shock, in frustration, in pain,
but second ago i feel fine.
with innocent eyes that are sink in cold blood,
she looked right inside of my soul.
with the taste of a blade, moment passed, pure red flood
i was loosing my own self-control.
and the knock in the door, realized,
and the second ago, he's surprised.
and i'm drown, consequence and regret,
and i feel like i'm nearing the end.
the historical moment, it destroyed all templates.
i could swear i've been watched by the saints.
i'm not hearing the judging, i'm hearing regrets,
my head's louder than anything else.
far away, beyond understanding of time.
and i was in shock, in frustration, in pain,
but second ago i feel fine.
with innocent eyes that are sink in cold blood,
she looked right inside of my soul.
with the taste of a blade, moment passed, pure red flood
i was loosing my own self-control.
and the knock in the door, realized,
and the second ago, he's surprised.
and i'm drown, consequence and regret,
and i feel like i'm nearing the end.
the historical moment, it destroyed all templates.
i could swear i've been watched by the saints.
i'm not hearing the judging, i'm hearing regrets,
my head's louder than anything else.
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