| Here comes the rain again- it is closer than before; It's acid seeps into my skin and hides in every pore. I am drowned in my desire to become pure and free- but the scent of evil lingers on and dances all around me. I pray to god to help me through this world of lasting pain- but every time I think I am free I am re-united with the rain. The rain is cold and freezes my soul into a block of ice; And to free myself of all these evils I must pay the price. Deceit crawls up my sleeve and clutches at my heart; It strangles every vessel until my features fall apart. And every strip that hits the floor leaves a bloody stain; And I lay dying, piece by piece, in the pouring rain. |
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