These haunting visions growing deeper in my memory
Encompassing my roots!
The pleasure that I felt all those years ago
Has been buried under ashes where no one knows
I'll be waiting in the 11th hour just before you die
This rage that I feel will only grow in size
The patience that I lack implore for quick relief
Revered by some, despised by all..
For all the truth holds
Death in despair
For all the truth holds..
The pressure in my skull reaches levels unknown to most
I keep asking why!
Serpents and arachnid's begin to fill the streets
The sun rises for the last time and it's all I see
I cannot tell by this time if the war is won
But it's never frowned upon to bring your gun
Wallowing in this eternal storm of regret and shame
Forgiven by some, abhorred by all
For all the truth holds
Death in despair
For all the truth holds..
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