「i n F I D E L I T Y
bad intentions
we all fall down
an invisible epitaph

h e l l f i r e
plaster smiles on porcelain

tell me when I can breathe you in

never to be freed
so decrees the fool
drowning in you

slaughterhouse
and it all falls apart
madder than mad
these are my confessions

greet death like your oldest friend
prayer for the faith departed
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