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  1. 1A Perfect Role
    166 ways to kill and you choose this?!?. You wear sadism like a glove. Sitting there in you suffering chair. Watching your love joke on it's own blood. Have you no concept of regret?. I know you...
  2. 2A Pictures Worth
    A Pictures Worth. Shattered your words, broken in meaning. Fallen from grace on high. My heart is still bleeding. Centered in your hate. A fine night to walk in the shadows. Letting darkness fall over...
  3. 3Decay
    Decay. Tonight I let loose the dove. In futile hopes of its return. Watch bleeding feathers and flags unfurl. Free with the breeze that burns me. I know that I pushed you to fall apart. These eyes are...
  4. 4Drawing Blood From A Stone
    Drawing Blood From A Stone. Sometimes I wish the shadow I hide in would smother me. Slowly rip the breath from me and set it aflame. Burn away all my self-consciousness and fears of lies. Then, maybe,...
  5. 5Mona Lisa
    Mona Lisa. Is this the day I forget you face?. Or maybe tomorrow when we ride the breeze of steel pins. It's never as easy as I remember. Burn everything that bears my name. And let me drift away...
  6. 6My Gift To Liars
    My Gift To Liars. Made pale by putrid light and shadow. Your face reminds me of the dead. Just a little less beautiful with twice the rot. I guess I'm seeing through that facade of yours. A littl...
  7. 7Porcelain
    Porcelain. Take this phrase and bury it beneath you. No more battered faces and forgotten tongues. It seems you've renewed my faith in hate. I'm not as exacting as I once was. I've forg...
  8. 8Sever The Leech
    Sever The Leech. I never believed in much of anything. But I believe in this strong enough to kill. Hook in mouth, you wont let me go. A state of separation, self-imposed. A breath of fresh air for th...
  9. 9Shadows Within Shades
    Head for the barn. Cascade the mountain side, finetooth comb the fields. This is a scarecrow nightmare. Harvest time has come. Buried to your neck. Twilight fades over blood, What a fuck trophy cliche...
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