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Choker
Author: Choker

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Stumble over corpses in the shallow of my mind
In this wasteland of a being, compassions hard to find
So I'm cold and wicked, caught inside this bind
This mask is wearing thin
And on and on it threads

This needle with your name
The liberating thing
The sin i wont deny
As i take back a life
An ego to regain
While i explore the shape
Of missing body parts
Of severed ashen hearts

I'm choking on your spleen, the sight of the mundane
Blood is spurting from artilery shells
We're longing to comsume this thing
Hitler breathing down our necks and Jesus at my back
Begging for this lethal pain,
Never get the fix.
The noose is falling 'round our necks.
God damn, this system wouldn't let us die in glory.

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