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Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
I’m not one of those multi-taskers…
But I am a risk-taker… 
I’m not a math whiz neither am I a science freak
But, I’m reaching to the peak…to the peak…
Of total success…I’m finally making progress 
I can’t unveil the flavorless fears in my brain…
I got to rip them out of my insides
You whip me like the Romans did to Christ…
You crucified me…selfish, fat, ugly, dirty, little…cravings…
Devour someone else your own size…
Fleeting happiness has come to pass…
Why am I the only one you prize? 
Eyes are on me…
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
Bad reputation rapes me…
I lie in wait in the ruins of my emotional debris
Empty in a vacant moment…
You’re my work of dazzling art…
My cravings keep hunting me down like game
And I-I’m in the death-cart…
Lost…paying the cost…I’m just skin and bones
Lost in burnt paradise…
Trampled down by heartless lies
Delusional dreams taunt me now…
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
Heartbroken…
you can’t fix what has been broken
Jaded Corruption messed me up…
The voices in my head
In my head
In my head
Tell me to give up…
Is that my inner voice from the core of my heart?
Are the demons planning revenge against me? My hope tears apart…
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
What will tomorrow bring? 
I hope sincerely that positivity
Will pour fourth God’s rain instead of this negativity,
Crowning me with sin-infested remedies
Stop spewing out the lies
I’m sick of hearing the endless goodbyes
I said goodnight…I never meant to leave you behind
Why is your heart, beating with fright? Let yourself unwind 
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
Brainwashed…sorrow’s reigning upon me…if only…if only…
The voices in my head will fade away…leaving no room for rejoicing…unfortunately
The silence is brewing chaos in my mind
The peace-abiding angels are calling me…
I must follow the voice at the end of the tunnel and soon, I’ll find…
That it was all in my head…faith, hope and love – set me free
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
Was I ever handsome in God’s eyes? When will I take…take…
When will I take flight?
Stop ganging up on me, children of the Fallen Angels…
Their nature is pure evil from all angles…
But, they hide it with sugarcoated ecstasy…
Stay away from those…those…
Those fowl creatures…
Listen listen listen to your teachers…
Why would you be head over heels over this demon of sinister features?
I walked away with satisfaction slipping out of my mouth…
There’s things I cannot explain…my addictions take over me…
You smoked me out like a rotten cigarette…I’m north and you’re south
Beauty is full of flaws these days…Feeling strange in my skin…where shall I flee?
Rinse away the blood of the innocent 
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give me the will to fly
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