Twisted forms call my name
Onwards to dysnormia
Trauma turns to lifeblood
Addiction to violent gain
The line of sanity is strained
Enough to pierce with a knife
Enough to take one more chance
To take your precious life
Fallen Gemini, deflowered
Drifting in rivers of tears
As the sun fades from view
I submit to the altar
The line of thought is blurred
Enough to strike out your light
I’ll make you reap what you’ve sown
I’ll take back what should have been mine
In violence I am pure!
Now that the bloodshed has passed
I’ll attempt to live again
Descending into the abyss
An abyss to call home
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