Fates are twisting and turning
Erased of empathy
Forcefed with suffering
Diseased by apathy
Torn again to feed more flesh to the machines of hate
Torn again to feed more flesh to the machines of hate
Words are cutting and burning
Tongues are razorsharp
Eyes are tools for killing
A view of a bitter mind
Torn again to feed more flesh to the machines of hate
Torn again to feed more flesh to the machines of hate
Would you fight for today?
Do you struggle for the past?
Do I fight for my life?
I refuse to struggle in our past!
Would I fall today?
Should I die inside?
All that's left is the will to fight for my life
Twist the knife
Twist the words
Turn dead inside
Turn colder and ask yourself
Would you fight for today?
Do you struggle for the past?
Do I fight for my life?
I refuse to struggle in our past!
Would I fall today?
Should I die inside?
All that's left is the will to fight for my life
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