Purging
Élan Vital
GENRE
Watch as shadows
Grasp onto my heart
It’s blot out
They see the friends I keep
I see the fuel to feed my
Flames
My mind’s a mess
And all I crave is pain
What’s left to love?
What’s left to feel?
What’s left to treat like nothing?
To purge from me?
Embrace the red
Instill the dread
Until the day
You’ve fallen dead
Fuck this world
I’ll rot all by myself
(leave. Get out. Die)
Embrace the red
Instill the dread
Until the day
You’ve fallen dead
Watch as shadows
Grasp onto my heart
It’s blot out
Grasp onto my heart
It’s blot out
They see the friends I keep
I see the fuel to feed my
Flames
My mind’s a mess
And all I crave is pain
What’s left to love?
What’s left to feel?
What’s left to treat like nothing?
To purge from me?
Embrace the red
Instill the dread
Until the day
You’ve fallen dead
Fuck this world
I’ll rot all by myself
(leave. Get out. Die)
Embrace the red
Instill the dread
Until the day
You’ve fallen dead
Watch as shadows
Grasp onto my heart
It’s blot out
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