This will be the last time im shunned
craving the cold taste of the gun
Nothing left to live for
The closing of the last door
In this life ive failed
Got no cross to be nailed
Have no strength left to cope
Feeling only empty hope
Though youll never see the pain inside
But in me something has died
Kill the harvester of lies
Erase what i despise
Ive become what i hate
Cant win my internal debate
Time to become reborn
Try to save the forewarn
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