Bloody Doormat
Forgotten trails which I follow
Only a feeling of lost sorrows
Other path has been long closed
The bloody gate leads to the road
Promises broken just as the chain
Reminding me all which made me insane
Instead of premiting a different path
Not for my good but for your own past
The way you filled your words with greed
Showing your enjoyment of watching others bleeed
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