Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: I kick the crusted dirt Pissed now, I turn around Watch the lifeless people hurt Mute in their death, there is no sound Find a way back to my home Can't mend what has been done Watch the murder uncondoned Listen to the tear swept sun Find my life is to be a waste Tired fo the usless ones They say I have no taste Where have loyalties run Find another in her womb disease Lifeless in her cheering religion Trust in nothing to set one free Find that one has wronged the disision Look to the sky when ground she wants Loses grip on tasteless faults Mind and soul it doth haunt Soon her process of thinking halts A new damage may come A new world to play with Find that the broken some Has told nothing but the annoying myth
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