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Hell Two

blood stained hands, rust is eating my skin, decay as clear as day, but no one sees decay, they all see roses and flowers in a circle of showers, the dark hour approaches, in the locked mind, in which no light gets in, where the red is redder, where the red gets redder, like a cut in your skin, like gravel in your skin, like a hemorrhage in your forehead, like a broken blood vessel that's leaking out your side, like it's leaking on the floor, like the lie, like the lie. zero gravity i'm bleeding, zero gravity i'm bleeding, zero gravity i'm bleeding, zero gravity i'm bleeding, zero gravity i'm bleeding. in eyes in rust, decay and rust, in temporary in sickness, in sickness, in sickness. who is your eyes, peel off your skin, break the sound away, for another fucking day, lost nights, lost days, break away kiss the ground. sigh, in faking, aching, breaking, lying in vomit and piss, in the shotgun barrel we sit, wait for another thousand years to get this, kiss this. 14 days and i lie it down, and it feels so bad that you never get high, feels insane as it cuts your skin, blood and maggots crawl with in, a life force ends, a notice on your back, right across your neck cause i'm bleeding, a hemorrhage, in the same way you never change, same way you never change, into your pain, after 14 days, a million fucking ways.... sleep..


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