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My Redemption

This lonely forsaken creature is worshiped in the labyrinth of my heart He sits on his cheap framed throne with his faceless glare, playing God He is the masochist inside of the mirror He made me rip out my own eyes, so I could see clearer I have died a thousand times It made me numb to fear Possessive fingers of quicksilver strain Stroke my nerves in my sleep I no longer awaken feeling relentless pain I swear I will paint the walls with this mortality if I must watch one more of them burn If your only wish is crucifixion All I can say is wait your turn The nails are ripping into the skin again I tear myself down from my execution Bleeding feet, be my traveling companions My only existing sin is faking a smile If they wont let me in the gates, then I would rather live in exile Hallowed be thy name Meaningless torture be thy shame Paranoid sanctuary Bear the weight of the hollow world Swallow all that you cannot carry I feel the excruciation within You finish yourself and inhale unearthly sin Are you all really just slaves to yourselves? Lonely forsaken creature.. Faceless glare..playing God.. Masochist in the mirror.. Rip out my eyes..die a thousand times.. I've become numb to fear

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