Gekido

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Its a self destructive soul,

He's sat up against the wall

And hes got the power

To wreck a self-destructive hell,

He looks just like me,

And he's staring right through me

Devoid of emotion

And restraint.

A shotgun in his bag,

Blood on fists and hands

And I can't hold him back,

Anymore.

And I'm in the shadows, hiding from a blaze

Of a rampaging inferno

I cower in the dust and wait for the backlash

Nowhere left to go

What has he done?

The white noise subsides

And the mob is hunting me down

But I'll hide in the undergrowth,

Underground.

And I'll run and I'll run and I'll run and I'll run,

And I'll stagger, and I'll fall, on the far skirts of town,

But at least I'm free from me,

After all.

What Have I Done?

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