My saviour, what have you become?
I cant help it but to accept your pityful existance.
Anchor to this shithole, where bright fashion roams,
this is where you belong, in illusion breathe, the sweet void they feed you and never let go.
I never took a single breath to watch my saivoure burn to ash
You, you once stood so proud I looked up to meanless crown with other thousand children
Now, now go down with the drain that face died within the rain
your nothing but a faceless mannequin, worthless slave to greed.
My saviour, watch me rise, while you have no price.
Meanless inhabit, where'd ya think this life is headed, if all our heroes turn to ash?
My saviour I know what you want, I know what you need, I know what you feed on, I know what you stand for, scum.
These words imbue to ten million worthless souls
Break, at once fools, you foul sinner dogs.
I am still searching the answer to where this life is headed if we cant see beyond our shells?
Forgotten mass, saviours to worthful souls.

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