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Thief

Stolas



Couldn't sever your sadistic ways
Wanted to burn the things that I can't change
If I could empty my brain
I'd never come back!

As I rot in this cage
Like fresh mold wrapped in its discourse
Where everything being said is being monitored
By that sadistic cold machine

Every breath incites that the flames burn bright
And death invites me everyday

It came back around like clockwork
Translucent in its descent
I could see that all is one
And that hate was different

I could lean over and stare into my soul
It was deep like a well
And in the darkness I heard a voice
It was telling me to leave

Every breath incites that the flames burn bright
And death invites me everyday

As I rot
In this cage
I can't run
I just wait

I made my escape
The voice caught up to me
It led me to my demons
It brought me to my knees

As I rot
In this cage
I can't run
I just wait

The truth burns bright
I will return...






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