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Lifeless bodies all around me, i can’t stand the stench
back stabbed and beaten i crawl from a trench,
I’ve limped here for years with my blade in my back
and after all that i’ve been through i won’t cut you no slack,
Crippled and frightened alone and in pain
you’ve kept me like this with an iv in my vein,
but you should have let me die to end all my suffer
all you needed was to handle your knife a bit rougher,
but your time for atonement has come and has past
and there’s not a thing you can say to make your life last,
‘cause i’m coming for you and i can smell your sweet blood
and ill find you my friend like a nail finds a stud,
so say your prayers tonight just before you go to sleep
‘cause now the traitor must die, but his mother’ll still weep.

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Thomas GrymStone

Joined November 2007

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