Murder

While my heart met the hand of a mother
 Your heart met the blade of a knife
 Your life slowly fading to darkness
 My heart shot up dead and agape
 My friends, I'm sorry, for I lack the motivation
 To feed aggression deep inside the darkest of temptations
 The blood forces a smile as it gathers on the ground
 I'll be forever haunted by the godforsaken sound, sound
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 I shouldn't like the sound of your pain
 The way your hand tremors as it covers the stain
 I feel connected to the sound of your breath
 As your body lies stagnant in the arms of death
 My friends, I'm sorry, for I lack the motivation
 To feed aggression deep inside the darkest of temptations
 The blood is on my hands and it covers the ground
 I'll be forever haunted 'cause it's just so hard to take down
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 No choice can repair the mess you've made
 No prayers can atone for now what's mine
 Lies deep in the cavity of your chest
 My dearest friends, you are laid to fucking rest