Negative Flood Cycle
The Fuel (Truth)
Turn the screw
socket stripped
nothing left
on the inside.
Chorus:
Hate, is that all that's left to feel?
Pain, when I'm stripped, nothing else is real.
Love, the soul, a shard I won't regret.
Lust, pleasure, the addict lives for this.
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Thread the tube
Needle Christ
nails through wrist
dead made alive.
(chorus x2)
Outro:
Goddess vein, take me away
and here I am, on tract again.
From Letras Mania