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Taste me,
You made me what I am,
Mind polluting worthless fuck.
Am I the mental feast,
Bruised and scarred,
The underdog.
A pawn within a losers game,
My strength will grow upon your fear.
Slime,
In time you'll face your end line.
Judge me not before yourself.
Breed,
Take my pride - that's all you can.
Hatred surges burning me.
Feed,
For what atonement do you seek,
Your dying grasp of loyalty breaks like brittle bones. Другие треки
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