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Crimes of passion Ruled his mind The anger inside Compassion he will never find The pain and pleasure Of the blade And he loved The screams she made

No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one War without end

to inseminate Swarm a parasitic plague enables me to emulate A state of constant disarray Worm infested, worm infested, worm infested Worm infested, worm infested, worm infested

the tested. This time it's gone too far my body is infested. I am infested, I am infested, this time it's gone too far, my body is infested. I am infested

time it's gone too far My body is INFESTED! I am infested! I am infested! This time it's gone too far, My body is infested! I am infested! I am infested

to inseminate Swarm a parasitic plague enables me to emulate A state of constant disarray Worm infested, worm infested, worm infested Worm infested, worm infested, worm infested

Here he stands, one of a million in a forest full of his kind Captured by a voice talking to them again and again Cutting through the skull into their

Am I content? yes I am, am I content? no, that's not my true self I was imagening it, can we only live like this? You can't handle the loss of your soul

All we see are desolate similarities Try to find the final ending of this Never be able to look behind the wall of your hidden face Only a puppet with