I'll tear out your eyes to never see your face again
Destruction is your native tongue,
Burning the hands that take yours,
Reaching for the next victim,
Replacing their hope with your hate.
I call this,
Abandonment,
Frozen,
Inside your soulless void
Run to your angel,
Your giver of apparition,
Trade your life
For an imitation.
You're a universal canvas,
Fill in the blanks,
Discard the colors,
To bury the picture in paint.
Are you scared yet?
You're a cancer in your own tongue
Works as dead as the bones that sew them
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