Facínora

Source Of Madness

Facínora


Welcome to our hell,here is your source
Demons in black suits deciding your future
Not the future,only a slow death
We are born to be slaves of pain

A flag
Of blood
In flames

You're tired of promises
You're tired of illusions
You're tire of all
Cause there's greed in all sides
There's a hole that was locked
All the pleasure and love
A deep abyss,mentally blocked
And slave of hate

There is no love,no compassion,there is nothing here
No morality,no scruples,there is no hope here
Everything is manipulate to cause a false illusion
Everything good is gone,what remains does not mean anything

A life
Felt sleep
In your blood there is a black line
Your life is diseased

You're tired of promises
You're tired of illusions
You're tire of all
Cause there's greed in all sides
There's a hole that was locked
All the pleasure and love
A deep abyss,mentally blocked
And slave of hate

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