Child of Waste - Loose Noose
Fuck this worldImprisoned in a bloodbath
They're running from this world
This is a mortal strike upon the archives of the buried
This is a fucked up call for all the despair we all lived
Stoped by your weakness
Irregular heat from the bounty on divide
Irregular cold from the bodys on the ground
This world has the meaning we dare, let flow through our toxic blood
This mess is not legit from the eyes of our consciousness
From the eyes of the dead
Will you choose to overcome
And find the power to sever their hands
Will you choose to join my side
And find the absence of any sens in life
Written by:
Omer Leray
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