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You desecrate your temple with anger.
A hollow body fueled by hate
Hollow
I feel no better.
Anger
Don't look for answers
Hatred
Blown away there was never a reason why
It's sick either way
It's sick either way
It's sick either way you look at it so
Take what you want and leave a hole inside.
Take everything you need to keep you satisfied.
Break everything you see then try to hide
Take it all but you're never taking me alive
Now you have used my weakness against me.
A Trojan Horse already through the gate.
Weakness
I spiral down into the
Excuses
Search for excuses
Hatred
It's time to take an honest look inside