

This Life such as it isAlone I walk through halls of empty faces Stumbling past these dark and shadowed spaces With things that crawled, grew and died, Others that screamed, others that lied. But through it all a lingering feeling Almost a fear, that maybe I'm healing. Scars one bloody and raw Covering over-hurting no more.This Life such as it is
Five sick sinners calling my name Six personal demons eating my insides Seven suited Gods knocking on my door Trembling abyss opens under my feet A hand descends; you break my fall You won't let me die And onward I hang, bound by your chains I'd wish
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