Broken fangs drill into my skull
Inject a poison that dulls my eyes
I'm losing grip, i'm losing my tounge
It's just another night caught between streetlights
Directed by instincts
Blue light stains the streets
I end up all alone
This town's gonna swallow me whole
There's emptiness
Inside my chest
A place called home?
There's nothing left
Niels (Reapers Path):
No room, no place, no time
Is this a way out of the maze of a boring life?
It's so confusing, it's so distorted
Will it end someday or will i regret what i forget?
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