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Blood on my hands

Its the inevitable step we all have to face

One way or the other

Its just an inch away...

The black eyes are piercing-

Through the abhorring truth-

No mind can bare

And i stand in the middle...

These words, again...

Echoing deep, Tearing the inside

All that is US

All that is ME

All.. that is you

All the world on a golden plate has been given to you

With nothing in return (Bitch!)

Self abasement is one way of life...

But good things have to End

These words, again...

Echoing deep, Tearing the inside

Blood on my hands...

Its the inevitable step that i'm facing

Now you have to face me

These black eyes will never pierce again

Blood on my hands...

Now you have to face me

These black eyes will never pierce again

All that is US

All that is ME

All.. that is you

Look deep - where it resides - the source of the problem.

Look deep - where it resides - the source that feeds the problem.

Quietly blighting all that matters