Form / Void - Nameless

Sing for the living, sing for the dead, sing for the killers and the blood that we've shed
Sing for the dying, sing for the sane, sing for the madman who forgets his name

A woman's scorn a fool may earn with hardly any care
But soon the fool will fast be of his folly made aware
The fool who stands before you knew these troubles once before
And murder found me brief respite but hauntings evermore

These paranoid delusions, were once no cause for fright
Seen in but the smallest dreams of deepest darkest night
But madness which was once a simple task to keep concealed
Has grown into a horrid state by murderous rage revealed

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Form / Void

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