desolate ~
See the visions of my future,
pry my eyes open wide.
Know the end is something dreadful.
something made to make you cry.
Your desperate,
your powerless.
full of fear,
So desolate.
When it comes to me.
Fight the serpents of my spirit,
try in vain to heal my soul.
Suck the venom from my veins,
bittersweet intoxication from suffering.
Your so desperate,
so powerless.
controled by fear,
desolate.
When it comes to me.

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