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[title] => Lost souls
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[bodytext] => Corruption, like daggers, inside bleeding lives Tearing their insides, and blinding their eyes They see not the danger in front of their face They all bow their heads in shameful disgrace We all look away, pretend not to see The truth bleeds behind us; they cry to be free Possessed by the chain of hatred and lies a beautiful chain under clever disguise No way to end it, to end all the shame We all turned our backs, and now we're to blame Can't take the guilt, a labyrinth of death Lost in confusion, apart from the rest Alone with the demon who ripped out their heart Ready to strike and to tear him apart Their minds are all weakend, worn to their end Not one has the strength to fight or defend Put in their place, and harshly enslaved Into the fire, their names are engraved Dying in order, awaiting their turn Standing in flame, and wishing to burn Sure the flame's hot and rising with time The problem remains though, that no one can die They all feel the pain the longer they stand They can't take the heat of every demand Memory's pain, take them all back No need to remember this blazing attack It hurt us enough to relive the loss Of losing our souls in dark holocaust That sinful distruction has cost us our lives Giving them up for such pittiful lies How far can it get us? No one's for sure One day I'll save us....I'll search for the cure. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 39 [informant] => DemonQueen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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