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Hypocrites
Deceive by
Saying many things
Then act in other ways
Fake

I am tired of having to use make-up
Carefully blending the perfect shade
Painting on a smile
As I bite my lip to ride through the pain
I am tired of having to make up excuses
The doctors do not believe me, anyway
Tired of having to lie when anyone asks "Hey, are you okay?"

I am tired of having to suffer in silence
Tired of broken ribs, fractured collarbones and bruised skin
Tired of crying myself to sleep
Tired of feeling so anguished that all I can do is weep

Tired of being the victim
Tired of being with you
Tired of your cliche words as I walk out of the door

You drag me back and slam the door shut
Yet I stand my ground as we begin to brawl
No matter what happens next, all I know is that I was not made to crawl

I AM IN THE SUFFERING...

THE PAIN IS DEEP, CLEAR AS CAN BE.
EMOTIONS ARE LOST IN TORMENT, THE LIGHT CAN NOT BE SEEN.
A LIVING HELL DESCENDS, THIS MUST BE MY FATE.
A BATTERED SOUL IN ANGUISH, MY PAIN IS STAINED WITH ALL I HATE...

A DEMON'S FANTASY... SHE CRAVES MY BLOOD...
LOST WITHIN DARKNESS... ALONE, WITH NO ONE...

I AM IN THE SUFFERING...
I AM IN THE SUFFERING...

MY LIFE IS FLOWING WITH A DEEP, DARK PAIN.
I CRY OUT FOR PEACE, BUT ONLY DESPAIR REMAINS.
MY SOUL IS SCREAMING FOR SOMETHING I CAN'T HAVE.
I DIE THE SAME EVERY NIGHT, MY SOUL IS TURNING BLACK..

A TWISTED REALITY... SHE CRAVES MY DEATH...
ALONE IN THE PAIN I DWELL... SADNESS HAS CREPT...

I AM IN THE SUFFERING...
I AM IN THE SUFFERING...

I AM F**KED UP IN MY BRAIN.
HAVE I GONE COMPLETELY INSANE?
SHE HAS STOLEN WHATS LEFT OF MY WILL.
IT'S MY HEART THATS BEATEN AND MAIMED...

I HAD NOW BECOME THE DEMON OF MY DARKNESS.
I'VE BEEN BAPTISED IN THE FLAMES OF BLACKNESS.
A WH*RE FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HELL, FEEDING ON THE EVIL.
MY OLD LIFE WAS RIPPED APART, AND THE CHAOS IS UNVEILED...

BROKEN DREAMS CORRUPT MY MIND, TO LOVE AND LIGHT I AM BLIND.
STAINED BY THE AGONY OF THIS PAIN, I CRUMBLE AND FALL WITHIN THIS GAME.
BURIED IN THE PASSIONS OF HATE, IS HER DEVIL THAT CALLED ME TO MY GRAVE.
I DREAM OF PEACE I ONCE HAD, BUT SAD EMOTIONS TOOK IT'S PLACE...

SHATTERED WORLDS... REFLECTIONS OF DISGRACE..
THE SUFFERING BESTOWS WHAT IS DUE... THE SUFFERING WAS EMBRACED...

I AM IN THE SUFFERING...
I AM IN THE SUFFERING...

around me was Gossamer
shining upon my dark world

enshrined upon my teary eyes
was a Nacreous light
drawing me out
releasing my pain
from the clutch
of my broken heart

hesitantly, I looked around
and with the power of Ataraxia
I am overcome....

powerless yet defiant
I succumb to a Cosmogyral illusion

in my trance I was enthralled
and serenaded by Psyturism melody

in my surrounding, an Aeolian fantasy
which kept me hostage
in an illusion of reality.

for now there's nothing
that keeps me detached
from the Reminiscence
of our love

of which I will forever hold

in Reverence

now and for always
there's no other way.

I DON'T KNOW WHERE I BELONG ANYMORE...
I FEEL SO BROKEN, AS I DWELL IN MY FORLORN...
I AM SORELY TORN INSIDE, THIS TRUTH CAN'T BE DENIED...
MY HEART LAY TWISTED BY DECIET AND LIES, FEELINGS OF HOPE WITHIN HAS DIED...

MY HEART BURNS IN THE WAKE OF SORROWFUL THOUGHTS...
WITHIN THINES WRETCHED EXISTENCE, ALL LOVE IS DEEPLY LOST...
MURDERED BY THOSE WORDS, WARNINGS I CHOSE TO DENY...
WITHIN THINES WRETCHED EXISTENCE, DARKNESS WAS BORN WITHIN MY STRIFE...

FALLING DEEPLY THROUGH THE THRESHOLD OF DESPAIR...
FEELING MY BLOODY TEARS DRIP FROM MY EYES, AS I LAY SCARRED...
EMOTIONS TURNING BLACK, WHAT MORE DO I FAIL TO SEE?...
I JUST BATHE INSIDE DARK MEMORIES OF ME, SO ETERNAL ARE THE DEVIL'S OF MY DREAMS...

MY HEART BURNS IN THE WAKE OF SORROWFUL THOUGHTS...
WITHIN THINES WRETCHED EXISTENCE, ALL HOPE IS LOST...
MURDERED BY THOSE WORDS, WARNINGS I CHOSE TO DENY...
WITHIN THINES WRETCHED EXISTENCE, THE DARKNESS OF WOE HAD ARRIVED...

YOU HAD MADE ME FEEL LIKE SHIT.
DROVE ME TO THE EDGE OF INSANITY.
ON THE BRINK OF MADNESS, I DRIFTED ALONE.
FELT BY THE PAIN FROM THE COLD THAT PLAGUED ME.
CRUELTY BECKONS AS THE HATRED STARTS.
FULL OF EMOTION DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL .
LOST IN THE SUFFERING OF A DESERVED FATE .
AND IN MY HEART I AM SO ALONE...

YOU HAD FU*KED ME IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE.
LEFT ME FOR DEAD, YOUR EVIL WAS SPUN.
I AM BLEEDING , WITHIN MY SOUL LIES MY HELL .
AND INSIDE MY DREAMS, THE MADNESS SWELLED...

YOU HAVE RAP*D ME, DECIMATING MY MIND.
YOU SAID THAT YOU CARED, BUT YOU LEFT ME BEHIND .
AND WITHIN YOUR DARKNESS, IT'S DEPTHS I HAVE BRAVED.
UPON THIS ROAD I FELL, IN RUINS I FADE...
A KNIFE WAS THRUST SO DEEP INSIDE.
FOR, I HAD TO DIE TO FEED YOUR HIGH.
AND AS FOR MY DEATH WHICH BREATHED FROM YOUR SIN.
WHERE WAS GOD TO HELP, WHEN THERE WAS NO LIFE LEFT WITHIN?...

YOU HAD FU*KED ME IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE.
LEFT ME FOR DEAD, YOUR EVIL HAD WON.
AS I WAS BLED, THROUGH TORMENT I DWELLED.
MY CRIES WERE NOT HEARD, IN HELL I'M UNDONE ...

DECIEVED BY ALL THE FALSE PASSIONS TO BEND ME TOWARDS YOUR WILL.
CARESSED BY YOUR DARK NATURE, IT WAS I WHO YOU HAD KILLED.
BETRAYED. BY THE VERY ESSENCE WHICH BURNT SO DEEP INSIDE OF YOU.
CORRUPTED BY LUST TOWARDS PAIN WAS THE PLEDGING OF YOUR WICKED TRUTHS...

SINGING THE RHYME, A TRUTH FOR MY DEMISE.
I COULD SEE THAT HATRED WHICH BURNED WITHIN YOUR EYES.
CONFRONTED BY THOSE BITTER TRUTHS THAT ENTOMED OUR DARK EMBRACE.
CRYING OUT IN FITS OF DESPAIR, FOR THE PRESENCE I HAD FACED...
THE EVIL LIES WITHIN THE HEART THAT YOU POSSESSED INSIDE YOUR CHEST.
FOR THE DEPTHS OF MY AGONY WOULD SEE MY FINAL BREATH.
IN SUFFERING, DOORS WERE OPENED TO BASK INSIDE THIS MISERY.
YES, I WAS THE OFFERING UNTO YOUR DEMON, AND MY SOUL IS SLOWLY DYING...

YOU HAD FU*KED ME IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE.
LEFT ME FOR DEAD, LIFE WAS UNDONE.
THIS WAS MY BLOOD, SPILT BY YOUR LIES.
AS I DROWNED IN MY PAIN, I LAYED DOWN TO DIE...

YOU HAD f*ckED ME IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE.
LEFT ME FOR DEAD, CHOSE ME FOR FUN.
SCRIPTS WERE LAYED, BURNING ME IN YOUR WAKE.
SHAT UPON MY REMAINS, AS I WAS SWALLOWED BY YOUR HATE...

I don’t really care about how I look or even how I dress
My whole f*cking life, is one big shitty disastrous mess
Who really cares if I sleep all day or work out in the gym?
Why should I be bothered, for f*ck sake I’m no longer him.

Drugs don’t work anymore and f*ck I’ve swallowed my stash
I’m thinking what now, as day by day I am running out of cash
Maybe it’s time to get another job go back and work for the man
Because I learnt my answers, are not at the bottom of a VB can

Lots of others don’t like me, but hey I loathe the sight of me too
I hate looking at myself in the mirror; I make myself want to spew
I am just a fat useless f*ck that has dropped the baton mid race
It’s all now so useless and pointless, f*ck I hate the sight of my face

I’ve botched the lot because I allowed myself to let go and again feel
Looking back at my list of f*ck ups, I wonder what was the big deal?
Though, now I have to face me, and find yet another new chapter of life
Is it possible that I could just continue on and perhaps stay out of strife?

So here I am yet again writing, getting this shit out of my head
I’ll probably finish this verse and then f*ck it; I’ll just go off to bed
For as tomorrow is Wednesday and yeah the f*cking sun will shine
Come morning I’ll get myself up and everything will be f*cking fine …

HOW CAN MY FAITH BE PURELY FULFILLED?...
WHEN I CANNOT EVEN BREATH OR BE HEALED...
I'M BROKEN AND SCATTERED WITHIN MYSELF...
FEELING THE WINDS FROM THE HOT DEPTHS OF HELL...

UNFORESEEN SHADOWS HAS ARISEN TO STALK ME...
VOICES WHISPER AS I HEAR THEIR SECRET TALES...
FROM THOSE ANCIENT ONES, STORIES ARE TOLD...
OF A PASSAGE THROUGH STYX WITH SOARING SAILS...

AND WITHIN THE GRIP OF PASSIONATE HATE...
LIES THE UNHOLY TRUTHS OF AN UNKNOWN RAGE...
DEEP BEYOND THE VEIL BEFALLS A SECRET SELF...
SO, GAZE TO THE REFLECTIONS, FOR IN SADNESS, TIME WILL TELL...

HOW CAN I EVER GROW TO BELIEVE?...
DARK POWERS GROWING THROUGH TERROR EVERLASTING...
LONELINESS CREEPS, I'M SO ALONE...
GAINING IN ABSTRACT IMMORALITY...

THEY ARE THE DEMONS OF MY DARKNESS...
HEARING THOSE SCREAMS THROUGH NIGHTMARISH DREAMS...
APPEARING TO THOSE WHO'S TORN AND WEAK...
FROM THE VERY DEVILS WE HAD UNLEASHED...

AND WITHIN THE MISTS OF POISONOUS LOVE...
LIES A DEEP, DARK TRUTH FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE...
THIS IS NOT A DREAM, BLEEDING UNDER THE SPELL...
AN INWARD DESTINY THROUGH ONES SHATTERED SELF...

AHHH... THE SECRET SELF...
THE SECRET SELF...

Every f*cking day I think about death. Hoping it'll be slow, and painful as I take my final breath. My mental state is never the same, but i'm the only mother f**ker who's to blame. It's a f*cking shame to be so blessed, yet feel so depressed. When I lose my f*cking anger I feel as if my own mind becomes a stranger. Saying shit that doesn't "sound like me" but in actuality my evil thoughts are what drives me. I know my life has turned out alot better than some, but it doesn't change the fact that my mentality is full of red rum. Hopefully one day all of this shit will change hopefully before my brains are splattered all over the place. It's like my angels and demons are in a constant f*cking race. My angels want me in heaven with god full of love and grace. However my demons always come in first place, so before I ever get the chance to feel god's warm embrace i'll have to be the "victim" of a brutal murder case.

f*ck I wish I would just f*cking die I can't do shit so instead I just cry. I'm nothing but a mother f*cking burden I wish my family could forget about me like when you drink a whole bottle of bourbon. My heart is hurting and bleeding wishing someone would shoot me and just leave me there leaking. I feel like the only reason im still alive is because i'm physically incapable of slitting my own throat with a knife. I don't have a girl to call my wife so why should I continue to live my f*cked up life. My brother knows who I really am that's probably why he's mad but I don't really give a damn. Live or die I ask myself every f*cking day but I guess when your alive that's just the price you f*cking pay.