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Something I'M Not

I must wake up and stop the lie Play my role in helping people die It's immoral to be so consumed and selfish To stop the internal fight is my sacred wish That's all that's righteous in the dark secret But I fall inside all to frequent People die, justified to myself by my bloody hand To complete truth I'll fire the shot I'll die inside to complete my own demand It's not worth living for something I'm not My death ressurects a better being Opens new eyes, allows transparent seeing My attempts as the silent warrior, vain Finally the bullets will spray like rain My once pathetic life shadowed forever Now the faithful will perish never A vacant thought in my mind becomes reality My wholesome task only obtained with brutality Death will come in glory for a life of consumption Through killing and dying I'll achieve redemption and I'll no longer be the unforgiven when I die on the lie once driven

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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