go
slaughter or innocent life
people die without struggle or strive
victims of self destruction
in endless pain seeking for salvation
pure innocence expecting demise
lost sense for wrong or right
sincerity in a dead word
I'm torn apart
overcast days surround the weakest
throwing them on margine of society
apocalypse is now reality
I'm on the edge of sanity
everyone alone in his own sadness
empty soul gone to hell
find a way to cope with the madness
and a cure for everlasting pain
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