

JunkieIf I would fall into the deep And pray to god my soul to keep A promise you made to the meek A slaughterhouse for all your sheepJunkie
In passing thoughts it slips your mind The only one left of your kind Reality is hard to find Even more so now you're blind
You break the bread and spill the blood My gratitude for all your love Now looked down on from above The sacred veil soiled with their mud
The messiah now is forced to kill Just to get that comfort thrill That vacancy you cannot fill Eternal addiction to your pill


_031you reached high up and deep within a consequence of all the sin to help prevent the loss of light stars will burn the black cloth of night_031
i held you close but you let go the secret's out, the plot unfolds inside the calm will not reign king and fear will blister all your skin
i wanted to be rid of you intoxicated to get me through you cut me up to watch me bleed and when aquiesced you then will feed
you want to glide on broken wings but until you mend the nerves will sting now writhing on your back you find there is no better state
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