Youve betrayed me in multitudes, fuck you,
To the extremes in hell is my hate,
Luke warm biohazard i am, this was supposed to be above you.
How you excaped our future is yet for me to demonstrate...
The cold wind blows and I blow to depths below,
Frozen snow couldnt show the slow of feeling,
I grow old mentally and thoughts go to and fro.
Still Lack of emotion has layers of personalities peeling...
This part of my life dies here, waste it,
Cyanide, watch our demise in stride,
In the end when memories creep you will face this.
Try to hide with guys that could never know you like..... I
To the extremes in hell is my hate,
Luke warm biohazard i am, this was supposed to be above you.
How you excaped our future is yet for me to demonstrate...
The cold wind blows and I blow to depths below,
Frozen snow couldnt show the slow of feeling,
I grow old mentally and thoughts go to and fro.
Still Lack of emotion has layers of personalities peeling...
This part of my life dies here, waste it,
Cyanide, watch our demise in stride,
In the end when memories creep you will face this.
Try to hide with guys that could never know you like..... I
Love the opening lines in all 3 stanzas. The opening line is especially powerful. lures the reader right in. I like the medaphor of the end of this part of your life. It doesnt come across as depressing because it's not a "my life is over" message, but more a "you and me are over so fuck you" type of feel.
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