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You Are What You Eat
Dripping Dropping Down it’s falling My own blood It wants to leave me And so I let it Set it free My own blood Is leaving me My hollow veins Are growing lonely But words in ink They’ll never leave And so I write down What I think I contemplate Each little thing I think about my mother And I think about my father Would’ve made a better brother Should’ve been a better daughter But I grew into a heathen And along the way I stopped believing Ran out of fear Ran out of faith Now look at what I have became It’s a cold, dark world I can’t help but to look forward To the heat that makes me weak The flames that keep me company Soaked in blood Hell will flood Smoke and ash will turn to dust Cause God, he knows I will destroy all I touch All but the taste of victory Delicate and oh so sweet It tastes a lot like Hell’s defeat Cause even demons I keep them running There’s a special place in Hell for me It’s called a throne It belongs to me and me alone I am the one that guard’s Hell’s gate Who’s appetite your sins will sate And when you’re but a shell Rotting in the pits of Hell I’ll feast on what is left I am what they call A Fate Worse Than Death
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