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~ Slice Into Fate ~
~ My Soul ~
~ You Don't Know Me ~
~ Cold To The Bone ~
~ Our Love ~
~ Scream ~
~ What's behind my eyes? ~
~ Alone ~
~ Cry ~
~ Clock ~
~ Feel ~
~ Shattered Mirror ~
~ Mirror Mirror, ~
~ Beginning To End ~
~ Monster ~
~ Berated ~
~ I'll Get Back Up ~
~ Dead I Am ~
~ Jury Of Knives ~
~ Am I Alone? ~
~ Lies ~
~ Blood On My Hands ~
~ Eyes ~
~ Dreaming ~
~ Hold me close ~
~ I Am ~



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Ghost


These memories they aren't my own
But I remember them so clearly
These people I do not know
But I feel them so nearly
As if I were them, as if they were me.
Who am I? The no longer seen.

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Slice Into Fate


Inside my morbid mind I wait
To feel the blades slice into fate
To end my grief with a simple pain
To release the demon without a name
To let him roam without a care
The pleasing thought I cannot bare
To be free from the world i can't debate
It’s time to slice into my fate
Drag the blades across my wrist
Let it flow with a painful twist
The blood hits the floor now I'm gone
No longer will I be seen as a simple pawn
For the reason being that I cannot tame
To release my demon without a name.

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My Soul


The fire inside my soul is black,
As black as the hideous pits of hell,
Lifes gone wrong and all off track,
Things were better before I fell,
Before I fell I could sleep,
The bliss of blackness and hate,
In the darkness I sit and weep,
Knowing I am in for a grizzily fate,
The time has come for life to end,
My soul left burned and charred,
These wounds so deep I cannot mend,
In purgatory my soul shall be forever scarred.

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You Don't Know Me


You don't know me,
You can't even see,
You the people, who hate and degrade me,
You laugh and you point, 'cause I'm a face in the crowd,
No self-esteem, can't even be proud,
Of me for trying in this lonely place,
Maybe I'll disappear no sign no trace,
And then when I'm gone then you'll see,
The hate that you have built onto me,
Then you'll forget me forget me forget me,
But hey maybe so who will care for my absence?
Who will say where'd he go? and have a heavy conscience,
Then when I'm gone I'll laugh and be proud, no longer laughed at and
Pointed to in the crowd,
'Cause I'll be above them watching and waiting,
A vengeance in heart, for the hating and hating,
Of the people who laughed and made jokes with their friends,
No happiness in my mind this is how my story ends,
But then I'll come back and be known forever and ever,
And mock the preps tease the jocks and never and never,
Forgive them of their crimes their tear bringing hate,
But I do not cry for it is their terrible fate,
To be hated by all who see them in crowds,
I'll laugh and point and scream aloud,
As the hate gives in, and they will be like me,
Knowing the hatred and cry as they see,
The tears that they brought for the reasons they now hate,
They know now the truth and have avoided their fate,
But soon very soon they will simply forget,
Who taught them this way and forget to fret,
About the fate they have that they have brought unto me,
They will forget and then start to see,
The madness at it's fullest wearing away,
The life and the liberty and the day and the day.

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Cold To The Bone


It runs deeply,
Cold and black,
The ecstasy of pain,
The endurance I lack,
Cold to the bone,
I shiver with hate,
It runs so deep,
The hate I can't debate,
Has taken over at last,
Revealing a shattered mirror,
Of my broken past,
Because the world in front of me,
Is so out of contrast,
The pain it brings,
The cold I hate,
The shiver I feel,
As the time gets late,
It’s time to go time to leave,
This time of my past,
No second chance to reprieve,
Just my cold death at last.

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Our Love


My love for you was falling,
My love for you has perished,
Our love was something calling,
My love for you I cherished,
Now I lie awake,
While the blackness I endure,
The love we had a mistake,
A poison without cure.

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Scream


Screaming in my mind,
I hear it day after day,
Like a thorn in my spine,
I can't make it go away,
Screaming at me into my face,
The words of death and sorrow,
I cry as I realize with disgrace,
That for me there's no tomorrow,
The cold of blackness is quite inviting,
As it claims my vision,
My death seems to be despairingly frightening,
As I scream at my decision.

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What's behind my eyes?


None knows what goes on behind my eyes,
None bothers to ask,
None sees what I can see,
None tries to look past.

None in their right mind would,
If they knew what was behind,
None would, even if they could,
The screaming darkness that can blind.

Even I don't know behind my eyes,
The images swirling round,
Behind my eyes I dare not go,
For terror will be found.

Endless hate and ravishing shit,
As much as the mind can ponder,
More even if imaginable,
Yet I'll never help but wonder.

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Alone


No one loves me,
I have no friends,
They act and play,
Overall just pretend.

They stick around,
For a day or two,
Then segregate,
The feelings untrue.

I'm so alone,
In every way,
Except in my mind,
They'll come out to play.

My friends in my head,
They know how I feel,
They will play all day,
Their feelings real.

Then I wake up,
They've gone and Disappeared,
I guess I was wrong,
Now I'm lonely and teared,

I'm always alone,
None in sight,
To keep me company,
In the dark, dark night.

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Cry


Here I sit crying in my lonesome mind,
Blackness everywhere, feeling so blind,
Why can't I wake up?
Where is my thought?
What am I doing here, this place filled with rot,
The fucking shit, the spit, the blood,
The things we are made of, mixed as water to mud,
Damn the living, fuck you all,
Leave me be, so I can escape the thrall,
Of the conformists control, my life meant for living,
Meant to be mindless drones, you've got to be kidding,
The shit you put deep in my brain,
The monotonous sewage, and I must complain,
That my darkness is growing, and I seem to love it,
Growing farther away, from the stupid bull shit,
The malice is fire, deep in my soul,
Charring it black, let you all behold,
As it cinders and burns, to ashes and smoke,
No longer kidding no longer a joke,
My rage and anger unleashed to be felt by all,
Feel the paining burn, it's time to fall,
To you're death I condemn The shit of the world,
Alone I will be in an endless swirl,
Floating in blackness, my thoughts and I,
No regret for you, yet still I'll sit and I'll cry.

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Clock


Knick dice,
Cut slice,
The sound of the knife it sounds oh so nice,

Tick tock,
The sound of the clock,
Forever brings forward Death's atrocious knock,

Whimper cry,
It's time to die,
You might like it here but in hell you will fry,

Sniffle tear,
You run from you're fear,
But in the end it will destroy every thing you hold dear.

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Feel


There's no such thing,
As truth and lie,
Nothing to live for,
Just waiting to die,

There's no such thing,
As love and hate,
Disgust and passion,
Destiny or fate,

The only thing,
That's real in life,
Is the searing pain,
Of the cold sharp knife,

The only thing,
That's actually real,
Is the only thing,
That you'll never feel.

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Shattered mirror


A shattered mirror,
With shards on the floor,
No past no future,
No life no more,

I look in the reflections,
To see a thousand me,
Each one showing the truth,
But somehow I can't see,

Each one different,
Unique and rare,
All of my faces on the ground,
But me a lifeless stare,

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Mirror mirror,


On the wall,
Why must I,
Be the last to fall,

Shattered shards,
On the floor,
No past no future,
No me no more.

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Beginning to End


I am falling,
Away from you,
Something calling,
But this time true,

I am chained,
To this earth,
A nuisance by nature,
A vex since birth,

The voice I hear,
Rings so true,
I am sorry,
To be leaving you,

I shall fall for it's meant to be,
Deaths great call will set me free,
If I don't die It'd be such a crime,
Don't worry about me, I'll see you in time,

I must fall it's meant to be,
All this time my destiny,
To you my regards I'll send,
Meant to die from beginning to end.

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Monster


Run afar,
Get away from me,
I'm a monster,
I don’t want you to see,

I am revolting,
I'm the lies,
I'm the disgust,
My sight burns you're eyes,

You are my comfort,
The light standing true,
I'm in need,
But I can't have you,

I am shame,
I am malign,
To me you are precious,
To me you're benign,

You're the reason,
For me to be,
There's nothing else,
For me to see,

Nothings worth while,
Nothing is true,
I cannot live,
If I can't have you.

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Berated


You lie,
You cheat,
You steal,
You cry!

But you blame me,
You berate me,
You hate me,
You rape me!

I'm you're suspect,
I'm the treason,
I've got no respect,
I'm you're reason!

You're my hate,
You're my malice,
The crack in the plate,
The pussing callous!

I'm sick of you're shit,
I can't deal with it,
You're the fucking starter,
But I'm a fucking martyr!

Still you hate me,
Still you berate me,
Still you blame me,
But now you die!

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I'll get back up


You cannot fight me,
You cannot try,
I am too strong,
I will not die,

You see me here,
Standing strong,
Fighting all,
Right or wrong,

I've been hit,
I've been beaten,
I've broken bones,
But never retreated,

Fallen to the ground,
The dirt in my face,
But I'll get back up,
And finish the race,

People will try,
And block my path,
But no one can stand,
Against my wrath.

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Dead I am


What's in me,
What's to see,
A withered bloom,
A blackened tomb,

I am dead,
Decay in my head,
A hollowed carcass shed,
Dried red and bled,

Six feet under,
Broken asunder,
Battered and beat,
No destiny to meet,

Stitched and sewn,
Shattered bone,
Bleak and weary,
Oh so dreary,

Cold as stone,
Lying alone,
I am liquid malice,
Sipped from a chalice,

No inner light beaming,
Just sullenly drowned,
My mouth opened wide screaming,
But making no sound.

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Jury of knives


All my pain,
All my hate,
All this stained,
With a bloody fate,

The knives alone,
Shall be my jury,
My dark light shown,
My ice cold fury,

Will it end with a simple cut,
The rest of my malice draining,
Or will I remain stuck in this rut,
Forever more keep on staining,

No reason to live no feelings benign,
Swathed over with a cloth malign,
Keeping no time of the passing season,
Falling over the edge of reason,

My death alone who shall see,
Leaving this place I'll be in glee,
No reason to try, no reason to stop me,
The jury decided now leave me be,
Because in death alone I am free.

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Am I alone?


Am I the only one to be alone,
To be hid in the corner,
My feelings unshown?

Am I the only one to be pained,
To be a fearful disease,
A leopard who's maimed?

Am I the only one with sorrow,
No love for me,
Nor love tomorrow?

Am I the only one to sigh,
And have no feelings,
To whether or not I die?

Am I the only one who's been killed,
Who’s life’s been destroyed,
And have my blood be spilled?

Am I the only one who dare,
To look death in the eye,
And not even care?

Am I alone in this purgatory,
Disgusting and rotten,
Who’s life and meaning have no story,
Left behind and soon forgotten?

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Lies


I don't know who I should be,
I don't know the reason to see,
The world that sits in front of me,
I wish I could hide and flee,

From this place that shows me sorrow,
A place for no morning in the 'morrow,
All the lies they made me conceive,
All along I'd nothing to believe,

But no I'm stuck,
In this miserable place,
For me no luck,
Nor feelings to face,

Because everything lies,
Lies I despise,
Up in my head oh yes I knew,
The lies were all there and nothing was true,

Everything I thought I knew now broken,
All the lies deceitfully spoken,
From everything that was never true,
To everything I never knew.

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Blood on my hands


You live you die,
Nowhere to hide,
You fight or run,
Either way I'm having fun,

My fist you're face,
My anger you're sorrow,
You run I chase,
For you no tomorrow,

I'm done I'm spent,
No more blood spilling,
No more anger to vent,
I'm done with the killing,

The blood on my hands,
My anger my sorrow,
Now only specs of sand,
until tomorrow.

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Eyes


I'm not who I seem,
I'm unique and rare,
I can be you're best dream,
Or you're worst nightmare.

My face shows you lies,
Of things I don't feel,
It's all behind my eyes,
The things that are real,

My hate and my malice,
My sorrow and pleasure,
Hardened inside like a chalice,
Feeling so strong you can't measure,

No such thing as to feel,
Nothing true but the lies,
Nothing known is real,
Except what’s hidden behind my eyes.

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Dreaming


I'm always screaming,
I'm always dreaming,
Nothing seems true,
And there's nothing I can do,

I'm letting go,
To all I know,
I'm losing my sight,
It’s as black as the night,

No one cares,
No one dares,
Because I'm not what I seem,
I'm stuck in a dream,

All of my feelings,
All of it dreamings,
All of my thought,
Just mindless rot,

Who am I,
I do not know,
I'm stuck in the sky,
Yet still down below.

Will I ever wake up,
Will I ever stop screaming,
Will it ever stop,
Or will I just keep on dreaming?

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Hold me close


Here this night please hold me tight,
Hold me close and love me so,
So I may live and breathe alike,
Never leave nor let me go.

Please don't let go,
Be there for me,
See me so,
Don’t let me free.

Because no one else cares,
No one else sees,
The love for you I share,
The love meant to be.

We can share a kiss,
In the fading light,
I love you for this,
The love you give this night.

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I Am


I am pain,
I am sorrow,
I am death,
Malicious but hollow,

I am disgust,
I am the reason,
For all hope to be lost,
To surrender to treason,

I am the nightmare,
That haunts you're soul,
I am the bell,
That brings deaths toll,

I am the grave,
That marks you're death,
The ground you stood,
Where you took you're last breath,

I am the lost,
The forgotten and dead,
I am the voice,
You hear in you're head,

I am the malice,
You feel when you hate,
I am the destiny,
Turned into fate,

I am the gleam,
In the killers eyes,
Driving the knife in you,
While you're baby cries,

I am the blood,
That spills to the floor,
The knife in you're hand,
Making you no more.

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