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Attacking
nothing,
My
silence opens,
Where
innocent are guilty Your godless hands.
Cold
stare of iron,
Unholy
water,
The
innocent of children
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There is
nothing left to fear.
Time is
pain and pain is tragic. There is no place you can run. There’s no father there’s no sun Killing time for killing reasons Hiding so you cannot see them.
Come now
the pins are glowing,
I give
you pardon,
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