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A lone corpse tells about old wounds

Tells about deep pain

Daubed blood contains old anger

Contains deep hate

The glory of self-destruction

A cry is still lying in the air

Ending in self-destruction

The smell of blood walks with you to death

But not everyone can hear

But not everyone can smell

And not everyone can walk

...must walk alone - so alone...

I wonder how life would be if I didn't have to walk with the death

Walk with the pain

Walk with the glory

The glory of self-destruction

The glory of self-destruction

Of fucking self-destruction

The glory of self-destruction

Self-destruction