There's empty holes in my blood shredded eyes
I move like voodoo doll
My heart was beat to death, now it is spiked ice
My mind is wrecked, i am the problem, im a foul
Im despised!
My misery capacity in circles
Im playing in the daily darts
On map my lifeless missiles
They dropping dead, congrats
It is a act of violence
Bloodbath of my illusions
My dirty little secrets
My world of self confusions
I tear myself apart
And there's no stopping word
Eyes howling holes collapsed
The dissonance chord
The dissonance chord
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