Speak... Was I morose and break this bitter silence... grin and sombre shatter this fragile glas... I was invisible with the resonance... miserable of this voice... undetectable not mine... nothing ...or even less Lie And hide this painful truth... you tear the cold reality... who sit upon a throne the reptiles tongue... in the ruin of my soul with many voices... I make myself scream... dreadful icons you... to worship who steal my sight... scream and cloud my thoughts... to awake the demons allready so blurred... of lunacy by you I am possesed... the beast in my blood Alas, my heart harbours two souls and a thied face I wear on the outside
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