Construct... destruct...
My eyes are no eyes, my pain is not pain
These weary hours are my life,
so check the score, it's...
My eyes are no eyes, my pain is not pain
These weary hours are my life,
so check the score, it's...
Six-nothing against empty-hearted, still certain of none
Six-nothing against the hollow-souled
Destruct... destruct...
My sixes are none and none is all
This black-dyed truth equals my life,
must adapt to the illogical rules to survive
Misunderstood the ambition, my nails so failed...
Six-nothing against empty-hearted, still certain of none
Six-nothing against the hollow-souled
To endure or to escape?
To leave... for something better?
"Knee-deep in things I did or did not do,
a conscious kill of all I've achieved"
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