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Targeted once again

Over years of deterioration

All faith dropped like a stone

Falling out of consciousness

Pushed too far

Fits of rage

Closing in

I want to murder

My past and feel the guilt no more

Succumb to fear

A life of Paranoia

Victimized feelings of hopelessness

Spilling my guts in revelation

Crisis - Built on Adrenaline

Fall to the Throes of your intentions

There is no entity

No blame to place on anyone

The cost of your reality

Leaves no excuse for your demise

Identity

Wrapped in the arms of apprehension

Theft

What once was yours belongs to them now

Murder

The consequence of your acquittals

Plot

The final act unveiled to you

Lead: Cozens

Pushed too far

Fits of rage

Closing in

I want to murder

My past and feel the guilt no more