jeudi 14 mai 2015

Des mois sans ne rien dire. Puis des armées à venir. Le temps de contempler l'horreur des jours, les Marcheurs se déplacent dans les conteneurs. Ils attendent le Grand Débarquement. C'est pour demain. SOMEWHAT DAMAGED.


SOMEWHAT DAMAGED




SO IMPRESSED WITH ALL YOU DO
TRIED SO HARD TO BE LIKE YOU
FLEW TOO HIGH AND BURNT THE WING
LOST MY FAITH IN EVERYTHING

LICK AROUND DIVINE DEBRIS
TASTE THE WEALTH OF HATE IN ME
SHEDDING SKIN SUCCUMB DEFEAT
THIS MACHINE IS OBSOLETE
" SOMEWHAT DAMAGED "

MADE THE CHOICE TO GO AWAY
DRINK THE FOUNTAIN OF DECAY
TEAR A HOLE EXQUISITE RED
FUCK THE REST AND STAB IT DEAD

BROKEN BRUISED FORGOTTEN SORE
TOO FUCKED UP TO CARE ANYMORE
POISONED TO MY ROTTEN CORE
TOO FUCKED UP TO CARE ANYMORE

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THROUGH DIDN'T QUITE FELL APART 
WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU ?


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