Friday, May 27, 2005

 

Bunchabull

Cowher, scream
Nothing more than a dream
Terror succumbs around
Hopelessly bound
To the demons that surround
Nothing to hope for
Dare to dream
For nightmares do become reality
Wakeup
Salivate
Hate
A function that serves a purpose
A means to an end
Suck
Suck
Suck
Take it all
No one cares
No one dares to raise their voice
For the ghosts might hear
Silence yourself
Strangle reality
Nothing matters anymore
Time to go...

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