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Pound
04:14
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Swift is the leg
Pounding mighty foes
Fists, sight unseen
Blast to and fro
Rage!
Dead is compassion
Seek the submission
Strive for position
Strike for domination
Shift the variants
For clear defiance
Take it to the ground
And make it count!
Dodging shots in the fray
Slipping fast like a snake
Building up momentum
To strike with determination
Rage!
Life is fickle and cruel
With death eternal duel
See the rapture. See the demise. See the first hit make the tower tumble.
See the fracture. Taste its defeat. Feel the tremors flow beneath its feet.
Flurry of fists!
See the rapture. See the demise. See the first hit make the tower tumble.
See the fracture. Taste its defeat. Feel the tremors flow beneath its feet.
Choke out the air in him!
Rage!
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The Bleakness
03:27
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Why are you? Why aren’t you?
There’s no hope, it’s
too late, it has always been too late.
Give up, go back to bed, there’s no hope. There’s
so much to do. There’s not enough to do. There is no hope.
Why do I fall down?
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not that of day
This is my one goal
I don’t think I’ll be coming back this way again
Ailing with psychomotor retardation
So many pills treating tardive dyskinesia
Too tired to argue, too
tired of the games
people find me interesting
even if I have ceased to interest myself
vertigo
melancholia
I see no hope I see no light I see no hope I see no life
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