Way Of Hate

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Way Of Hate


WHEN OUT IS GREY AND EVERYTHING'S DEAD...
AND SHE HAD TO CUT MY ARMS

WHEN YOUR BRAIN THINK TO THE EMPTY...
AND SHE HAD TO CUT MY ARMS

AND YOUR WORDS FEEL ON THE DEAF EARS...
AND SHE HAD TO CUT MY ARMS

FEEL THE SAME FEEL THE SAME BORED...






*NEEDLESS ONCOMING IMPEND APATHY





--by GIBERTONI--

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