Howling in the Fog - Falling into the Void of This Unknown Fate

Reaping the Path to No Return

Good Smell...
Smash your head, and forget yourself
We crave the same thing
About your fucking hypocrisy
Bored and tired from your thoughts
Kill in the name of gods
And cook your vomit

Dirty enough to be majestic
Misfit in the wake of the rabble
Ambiguous and tender
Blended in the rotten land
Like your shit

Silence in your words
Deep void in your stupid mind.
Addict, without knowing
What substance you had ate

Rapist of lies

Good thing
Cry your peace and absorb your desire
We dying every day but we born from your say
About your job
Bored and tired from your shit
Kill your soul
And cook your spirit

Dirty enough to be scary
Misfit in the wake of the despair
Fearing your signs
Like your big fat ass.

Reaping to no return

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Writer(s): Gabriele Marra
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