Kill what I’ve become
“I tear your face all apart / Oh I can’t feel a thing as we enter Hell.”
So I kill what I’ve become
“We become what we make of it”
This constant of Everything had me numb
This gift, this position – like a snare around my neck
slowly choking me until I found Thy: my way Out
So try to reach me with no arms
Try to smile as I hammer your teeth out
So try to call me back from the buried
Try to see me through as I rip out your eyes
You were me in the mirror, were me in the mirror, were me in Thy mirror
Couldn’t kill myself in you / I couldn’t kill myself…
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