Gospel of the future

Power of black sun

Gospel of the future
Tortured for ages
Living on my knees
My throat, an open wound
Feelings are too late
Values twisted
I clean my hands
Everytime i pretend
How much do i care
No axis, no wonders in my life
Idols
Humiliation
Hypocrisy
Human waste
Fuck this
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