Wicked Disciple - Mandatory Need of Candor

I am the voice of ink and anger
A man of trust and virtue of spoken truth that may violate you
I am a rock that you cannot remove
A stone that you cannot burn - the unbreakable power - No one - track me down
The mandatory need of candor in my head is growing on
Grows on and on... on and on
The mandatory need of candor´s growing in my head
Grows on and on... on and on - in my head
I cry cause nothing really matters
No one cares bout this hate and anger in this brave new world
I sigh "no further treatment needed"
Is it too late? all hope is gone? - Then we will - BURN IN HELL
It s not too late - giving solace - it's not too late
The mandatory need of candor in my head is growing on
Grows on and on... on and on
The mandatory need of candor s growing in my head
Grows on and on... on and on - in my head
The mandatory need of candor in my head is growing on
Grows on and on... on and on
The mandatory need of candor s growing in my head
Grows on and on... on and on - in my head

Written by:
Patrick Donath

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