Self-Control

Your time to pay has come
Much sooner than you'd expect
You always secretly hoped
You know the secret path
End complete
Is only what you reward
Death to your fucking soul
Is what you get in return
I know
It seems so easy
Just go and don't look back
You felt so safe
But now
I can smell your feces
And I can see the terror in your eyes
Now you are nothing
I take your mind
You are wordless
Anything you want
To say in your defence
Will sink your soul
I'll sink into your soul
And explode!
Pray to your lord
Where is the another chance
I think you want too much
But too late
Now you can feel
You are empty
Now you can feel you are empty shell
This is the end
Pray to your lord
Where is the another chance
You want too much
But too late
Death to your fucking soul



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Writer(s): Nullus Sum
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