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This is the end : |
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the malice sealed with a kiss of bitterness |
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from the mouths defiled spoiled within the lifeless populace |
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poisoning by way of rapturous tongue |
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the exit sign dressed in blades of razor, |
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the trigger of a loaded gun |
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sanctified through suicide |
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through bloodwork their world denied |
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[through bloodwork their world denied] |
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pressing hard the cold steel on the warmness of flesh |
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eviscerate match the wrists to your blackened, bloody knees |
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bleed the disease 'til the lies are undone |
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the exit sign dressed in blades of razor, |
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the trigger of a loaded gun |
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put the gun into your mouth and pull the fucking trigger |
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press the blade against your throat and bleed the fucking cancer |
