LYRIC

Insatiable riddled mess
Rusty knife under the desk
The smell of greed
Stings the nose
Your robbing blind
A crippled bliss

You deliver a dreadful day
To the working aim of success
To end your life
Would end this mess
A bloody theme
Under distress_

I can't bring dreams at night
I can turn death to light
I will drape over your fears
Your fears are mine
Please let go

I can't bring dreams at night
I can turn death to light
I will drape over your fears
Your fears are mine
Please let go
Let go

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