I'm your hate Filling your heart and Messing with your damn head Lighting up the fire, burning all around you, I'm a double edged sword Turning up against you Consuming your life, casting a shadow, crawling in darkness You hate what you fear And you fear what you hate I'm your rage Blackening your sight And lulling your senses Laughing my motherfuckin' ass off at your face You do what you hate But you hate what you do I am your fears Turning up On you I'm like cancer Eating up Your bones You are the heavy corpse your soul has to drag out of the fuckin' grave you put yourself into Blame yourself for it You put your own back against the wall No one (but you), can claim to be your burdened soul I'm your wrath The roots of destruction The path of pain, blood and death All alone, by your own You keep digging and digging your own grave Won't you carve it in your fuckin' head Once and for all, once and for good. The sharpest sword is a word spoken with wrath I am your fears Turning up On you I'm like cancer Eating up Your bones You are the heavy corpse your soul has to drag out of the fuckin' grave you put yourself into Blame yourself for it You put your own back against the wall No one (but you), can claim to be your burdened soul I am your fears Turning up On you I'm like cancer Eating up Your bones You are the heavy corpse your soul has to drag out of the fuckin' grave you put yourself into Blame yourself for it You put your own back against the wall No one (but you), can claim to be your burdened soul Burdened Burdened Soul

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