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Broken memories are calling
My days are numbered I'm insecure
Shelter there's no place to find you
The falling darkness will cover me
After all these years of sadness I won't give in
Blisters on my hands keep growing
Demise inside I feel my scars will never heal
I'll cherish forever my past
IT'S A TREASURE
Prepare for devastation embrace humiliation
Fallen angels of abhorrence as their blood is spilling
The sky turns red as their blood is spilling
Arrows that won't miss their targets
A shot in my head the death of me
Fire is burning red vultures are waiting for my death
