Ezequiel 25, 17
Bloodhunter
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Scratching your entrails
There's nothing to say
The silent voice
Surrounding your head
Deep down inside
Follow the blind
Oblivious to stand
What's real or bright
Into the abyss
You fall, you will die
No one can save you
Your fate, your world is face down
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Unconscious, suspicious
The walls are shut down
The void, the wisdom
The flight of the unharmed
What will you do?
Where will you hide?
Over the top
There's nowhere to run
Embrace the dark light
The truth, the unknown
Are possessing your mind
That presence, the essence
Frost in your eyes!
What will you do?
Where will you hide?
Over the top
There's nowhere to run