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Monstrous My thoughts Revolting visions, carnage Bloodbath My dream Gore soaked My hands Hallucination, or real I wield The blade
Grotesque...mind...grotesque
Visions Murder See myself slashing, the throats Victims My friends Horror My crimes Fiendish memory, did I Kill them I must know
Did I kill them?
Life long friend Cut off his head
How can this be I butchered them, Why would I slaughter them? Who gave me this knife to kill them With, how could I chop them up?
Survey my massacre Fragments of my comrades carpet The ground below I want to escape Stab myself suicide wake me up set me free
Grotesque...mind...grotesque
Did I kill them? Did I kill them?
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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