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No sleep Just conscious breathing Hide behind all we fucking see Flesh carcass, a rotting malice Death driven becomes overbearing So let the blood coat the eyes As we lay in our death beds, we stack the bodies high Watch it manifest Crawl down porcelain skin Bayonet, my savior find me salvation Forever caught in this web of lies Underneath the ashes of our own frustration We’re all bound to rot on this earth It’s our choice to see who goes first Constructed torment, raise the knives high Onslaught of ca
