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The lowest getting lower I can't forgive you for what you've done Repercussions and terror inside In disdain of peril Far-fetched judgment And blind discipline They act so full of pride I've trusted these empty souls I can't believe how pathetic they are So full of shit and drama Delirium of the fallen, miserable empty souls Within this shadowed personality Pathetic greed at a mere ceremony Nothing but shame on their faces Only darkness i find In disdain of peril Far-fetched judgment And blind discipline Delirium of the fallen Don't make a sound while walking here Delirium of the fallen Mangle these poems of my forgotten soul From Letras Mania