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A living nightmare, asleep but still
The endless torture, the painless

I grasp myself, trying to regain
I experience and in another faction of my mind
So confused but makes perfect sense
Can't feel the pain, emotional so much deadlier

Lost, just been raped
Pain, your can't help you
Why they help you
Another

This can't be
Why is happening?
Who the are you?
Who the fuck are

Trying to figure out what's done
I but now I run
The in my head
All the that I've been fed
All the problems that I've fed
in my head

Punching slowly my mind change the speed
As my bleed
No matter I do or how hard I try
I can't use my abilities, use my

Art of
My razor knife's edge
Pierces my body
But I take their soul

through jello
Stabbing, not
Disappointment,

My razor knife's edge
Pierces my victim's
But I can't take soul

Punching jello
Stabbing not
Disappointment,