Prison walls contain my laugh Knowing you can't keep me down I will escape from your pathetic trap Greeted by the grand applause I am the hate within your soul I feed the anger you tried to hide In the end you locked me away And I'm bleeding for your madness Broken glass makes up the floor Forced to lay and bleed The enchanting choir of screams Cutting through like the harvest scythe I am the fear you have at night I haunt the dreams of those who know You're afraid because you know I'm right For this night, I will feed on your eyes I cannot die, You know this is true You've tried to kill me, time and time again We're bound by words, eternal calm You have no existence without me Broken glass makes up the floor Forced to lay and bleed The enchanting choir of screams Cutting through like the harvest scythe I am forever, and forever I shall lead Nothing you do can end my reign I am eternity, all kings bow before me To see my dead eyes, is to feel my lies Broken glass makes up the floor Forced to lay and bleed The enchanting choir of screams Cutting through like the harvest scythe
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