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stained
once i slipped and fell covered my soul with a stain
a stain of a million tears a stain of a trillion fears
the soil under my nails would not wash away
no matter how hard i scrubbed it seemed there to stay
a darkness an evil creeping from under my skin
the filth of my misery the filth of my sin
joy is a word that i never shall know
hate filled madness is all my garden can grow
despise the beauty i can never find
hate the world that stumbles on so blind
await the day of my pitiful end
that day when i shall finaly transend
leave this blurr all in the past
there will be rest for the wicked at last
upon the dark stallion i will finaly ride
finger in the air screaming my goodbyes
a stain of a million tears a stain of a trillion fears
the soil under my nails would not wash away
no matter how hard i scrubbed it seemed there to stay
a darkness an evil creeping from under my skin
the filth of my misery the filth of my sin
joy is a word that i never shall know
hate filled madness is all my garden can grow
despise the beauty i can never find
hate the world that stumbles on so blind
await the day of my pitiful end
that day when i shall finaly transend
leave this blurr all in the past
there will be rest for the wicked at last
upon the dark stallion i will finaly ride
finger in the air screaming my goodbyes
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