winter_kiss
lobby lines with stairs
rebuke the structure
kiss on the hand
fades to god's will
i would kill to see your face
lady in red
watch your surroundings
i'm g
she’s_there
embrace
i am left here my memories are haunting my every thought
i see her frail womb stripped of it's innocence
the measure of judgement i long to carry out
i feel so helpless not my w
carnival_chair
prey your eyes from the deformity God make them see
laughter ringing in my head God make them see
i am not weak (if our spirits were meant to walk)
i am weak (which one of you w
greedy_hands
leave me greedy hands
destroyer of hopes and dreams
young judas, fall away
disrupt my silence
just sit back and be an american
it's gone, my innocence
fresh me
set_the_stage
you found me
once again ground into spores
your lipstick matches your dark intentions
pull off the script for a time
for spotlight banners will soon be dawning
and n
religious_infamy
your individual erodes doing saying what you're told
perception of reality is destroyed
blinded submission, consumption with reason, brainwashed, corrupted and controlled
oppres
assembly_line_humans
assembly line, humans pumped with lies
line them up, load them tight
packed like cigarettes
a new committee to breed lukewarm souls
get off my back (please)
swallow
don’t_go
swine
standing breathless before the throne of Christ
judgement has fallen leaving you crying why God why
where is your savior?
mindless follower
bow to your altar of mockery no
blinded
overwhelming lust consumes my spirit
i have given into my own flesh
corrupted, corrupted, corrupted, no longer
i beat my chest in disgust with my actions
starting a battle
moving_on
you let me go...warmly
turned my back...growing
and setting out...boldly
i'm making up for lost time
coming home
and i swear it's true
i need you
so take
breed
pride yourself unholy one, never grasp the throne of God
receive your fate your prideful pig forever you will not win
i will not be deceived
i will not give into your temptation
binge_and_purge
he found a wrist and cut his meter
mary sings only sweet and low
blow a kiss for headstone martyrs
taking the blame - i'm letting go, i knew that i'd give in
bring the ax
confessions
call me consumer
the entertainment hunter
i bit the hook
that i will never be good enough
i'm catching up to those around me
secure my uniform
babbet, i could
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