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Periods of detachment from myself Breakdown from my hellish memory Extent interfering of my bodies functions Disrupted from my inner feelings Resulting from my head, looking for the dead Physical dissertation of my surroundings Experience of impaired recall of the past Confusion in my actually personality The blood I bleed - we are one The blood I eat - we are two The blood I see - we are more The blood I feel - we are gone Identity disorder of my own reality Mental decompensation in my certain thoughts State of temporary structural separation Subconscious strategy for powerful splitting Defensive mechanism to responds the hell Likely to be a marker of Satans hand Indicating that they possessed my mind Weapons to kill over helming events The blood I bleed - we are one The blood I eat - we are two The blood I see - we are more Letras de cancionesThe blood I feel - we are gone The blood I bleed - we are one The blood I eat - we are two The blood I see - we are more The blood I feel - we are gone From Letras Mania