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Spoke with hollow tone Crooked spine and backward bones Breath is grey Mind decay With second degree burns I hate words Until the head turns I hate words I'd fed the dog and I've beaten the cat and I'd have done you too If I knew where it was at No thinking Just drinking... Fuck. It's For Wordless For Wordless For Wordless Kill me... Fucking kill me... (One more in the eyes...) A dick in the mouth of all reason From Letras Mania