Closed Truthes, Open Lies
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What you don't know can't hurt you 
Bull shit lies, far from the truth 
Am I nothing of worth or miniscule? 
The fire strives for the fuel 
The stereotype that you supply 
Deseption, Manipulation 
No fear, only deperate cries 
Burried in the Garden of Souls 
Epitaphs carved into cold stone 
Les to glorify your much needed death 
Begging for mercy before your last breath 
Tears of forgiveness are blind by my eyes 
Call me Cruel 
Nothing compairs to how I was misused 
My fate is scarred and bruised 
We're doomed for failure 
with are minds in continuous anarchy 
burn your fucking lies 
stop fucking with my mind 
stop fucking with me