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Blood13

I don’t know
The meaning of “forgiveness”
My eyes are drowning in blood
Hate
That’s what I feel
Ice is flowing through my veins…

I will not feel peace until I will see you praying for mercy!
Surrounded by a morbid sense of contempt
I see you
You already know what's up for you

Now your pitiful blood
poisoned by christian innocence
is flowing over my arms,
justice is done,
My war has been fought.

In my relief one only sentence is echoing:
"You shouldn't have done it..."

I left your corpse on the cold snow....
Nature knows what to do with you.




	Blood13 I don’t know The meaning of “forgiveness” My eyes are drowning in blood Hate That’s what I feel Ice is flowing through my veins… I will not feel peace until I will see you praying for mercy! Surrounded by a morbid sense of contempt I see you You already know what's up for you Now your pitiful blood poisoned by christian innocence is flowing over my arms, justice is done, My war has been fought. In my relief one only sentence is echoing: "You shouldn't have done it..." I left your corpse on the cold snow.... Nature knows what to do with you.

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