I don't impress myself, willing to compress my state, drain the moment, bleed the vein of Poetic justice. Brooding over this seldom compelling story, my lifes work, should have no worry of becoming yesterday's worst. I don't think I'm the best, I'll let you put me through any test, as long as I can say. I told you so when the end shows, I'm on top. I'll never stop, I'm not a tamed beast, I won't join the theives feast, you steal the fame you have. I earn the very thing that some times can burn my hand, as I make the final stand. I don't say I'm the best, I'll let you give me any test, my heart beats, my eyes blank I'll see through your pretense, since after all in the test, I'm the intense guest.(...) Go on, get away from me, go on get away from. Me. You say I'm blind, truth hurts you can't see, I know, that today and every other, I'll be ready to take a test, if you want to give me another. test your guest, I'll place the hace onto your intelligence race, brilliance just around the corner, a beating heart, of the former champion in my hand. As I make my Final stand.
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Feed off of instinct or sit back and retreat into what might be real. Feel the sting or roll with the pain. Kill the thrill, and watch me fade. I. Never knew the answers. I. always wanted to tell you. I. Didn't have the nerve to spin around and turn the truth around. I, Just let my life slip away and fall into decay. I. Guess I should have crawled onto the shore. I. Covered in blood, lost in love, watching romance die with reason to live. I fell back into my shell. I. Even with this constant ache found that love has been driven over by a tank of tainted traits.. Erelevent violations kept written inside of a book that shades the fire burning in the day. Read through the book, or sit back and deceive myself with a lack of self respect. Feel the ring inside of my head, as I fold with the stain of my life on this earth. Steal the Hate from another to inflict it on the other. I. Conclude I never asked the right questions. I. Refuse to be the one to rescue the chosen fallen. I. Have run out of clues to find the truth. I. Share the shame of spilling my life onto Deaths table. I. Know my hope was drained with the paranoid thoughts that had drown me everyday. I. Saw that it was too late, for me to save my mind from the resting shade, before I just slip and fade....Turn around and face what you want to be, Turn about and taste what you can see. Fuck around and waste the time you have. Fuck up and kill yourself after you've talked your way through life. Nothing, No more, No one, Will except you again. Without.. Without. (Me) I carried you through the pits of hell, strapped a sword to my stolen soul and prepared for my darkside to rip out. Lashout, and knock you out. Begin with one thing my revenge!>>(....) Compare yourself to those you've betrayed, exalt the slaves you've slayed. Test your compassion. The one feeling you lack, the one instant when your life gos black.. BLAME ME! Nothing, No more, No one will help you again. They know about your putrid sin...And God damnit Motherfucker, I'm not your FRIEND