Within me lays to rest, the potential to murder, a monster within his cage, bound with fury and anger, though weak I am when in this form, I have adapted and will overcome, yet all who have seen know that my fury is my might, and that is why when necessary, I release him.
Under pain and anger still, I find myself the thrill, the thrill to overkill, I’m wicked and unjust, watch as I fucking thrust, this forsaken knife, into that man’s life, to end his strife, watch as his body hits…
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Posted on January 15, 2009 at 15:00
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But they never wrote good lyrics, it was always influenced by other bands. I guess you could say they never had their own voice. But you have great lyrics, I've been reading some over and over.
By the way, your blogs, are those your songs?
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