Legions bow to a faceless God faithful to their lord willing to die for this savior they can not see. they can not feel. wasting away brainwashed forever
to hold near to my heart denied again I'm left with a bitter taste in my mouth and a heart as cold as ice with no warmth in sight hoping for a heart that
With A hope for purity you offer up your hands and bow your head to your divine one these actions done in vain for your faith is built on nothing but
feeding the broken words of hope in vain no comfort can be found in the embrace of insincerity we hold on by a thread of hope but that thread is nothing
bow but my face will kiss the ground. never again raped of my everything. I was place in a mold. since my inception that I had to set a flame with a
I opened for the first time to the tender indifference of the world as if my great anger had purged me of all evil emptied me of everything of hope in
the name of God. in the name of love. In the name of compassion when will they learn that there lives are based on nothing but a false existence in the
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Realized under the cover of darkness we are the dreams and they are the shadows of doubt in a lucid mind in a cocoon of fear there is nothing left but