quinta-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2014

The Cruel Tutelage

Taste me
To see if a care
Show me
Your teeth, your wrath
Wake up
There is no time to rest
This is the
Call you have to answer

Into this frivolous dying mind
What should I finally find
Leaving you fade to black
You to fulfill the piece lacking

And it's coming to you
Forcing your way
Out of yourself

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