Days pass away greedy eyes in the morning skyes
shapes of the pain of the past are just haunting me
its a bad acid trip swimming in the sea of agony
gods close their eyes conceive insanity
Burn and rape what the eyes can see
fisting on blood and gasoline
religion and rage are the same to me
rusted fists of destinty
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