BOUND -N- HUNG
Wanting it all The future seems so far away. No master gods to call We are insane! Lost it all The insanity made those towers fall I can't take this pain The deadly confines of hell's where we remain. The dead are chasing me Reaching stretching close to grabbing me skeletons of commitment Descisions disembowled The killjoy of the noose A holocaust of my disception The 6x9 stone cold cell the blood lust I laugh at his hell Bound n hung!
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