Odd
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Odd
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Never realized I would live my life like this
More than three decades now trapped in the abyss
Monochromatic voids of screaming rain
All of Hell shaking at my accepted pain
And seven owls guided my path
At my left hand black dogs and wrath
My right hand plunged deep in my mind
Pulling out truths I never thought I'd find
Odd
Never did I understand I could live like this
Even though the rain falls just like boiling piss
Honesty brings the vultures down to feast on me
Waiting to drink all of the sweet blood I'd bleed
And seven swords surrounded me
As the meagre mongrels all fled to sea
Watch them drown under waves of truth
Their ugly black waters soon turned to blue
Odd
Honesty
Found in me
Guilty cry
Leaders die
Hypocrisy
Found in you
Devils bled
Their lies have been said
Odd
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