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We The Fearless Stand

hollow on the inside
the void rips through me
unstable in my imagination
my emotions are shock therapy
untamed frustration
the nature of the beast
a virus stirs deep within
on my anxiety i feast
 
starving for the next word
foaming at the mouth
needing more lusting rapture
like a pack of hungry wolves
i’ve only begun to wander
being lost in the journey
it’s survival of sickest
and the prize is retribution
 
pierce me cut me deeper
daggers and thorns
i bleed for your amusement
and the laughter of the masses
you rule with an iron fist
but you should never corner me
when my back’s against wall
i’ll eclipse everything you are
 
so wish upon your falling star
this false parody of hope
choke on the ashes
of dismembered souls
just remember the chaos
i brought on your plan
ravaged by eternal genocide
yet we the fearless stand

(2009)

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