hatred – last bleeding of my creed hangman - the faceless justice king reap me - you have my deepest trust commit me to the other side
restless circling my thoughts around strength is not for the secrecy ideas are always the birth of a whole
to have done the right thing i believe in that it always could be so is what i'm feeling
all the soft green, how warm the sun is throughout this peaceful sound the smell of straw and the breath and i will never overcome it makes no sense to weep
door lock - so my journey begins chained dogs with contemptuous glance haste - now it is not far off i spit on you - so be it so – the end of all so let it fall