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Cold Blood
The timeless solution, the guilt and self doubt,
Search for something better, as life spirals down,
You're branded a freak now, there's nowhere to turn
A deep sign of weakness or another victim
On a search for penance, Life slips away,
On a search for penance, on a sea of decay
Pushed into action, run or you'll fall,
Stagnate in abuse, just another lost cause,
It's a sad reflection, that we must shoulder,
There's no room for protection, as we all sink lower
Cold Blood.
© 1996 Dying Sun
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