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Digging through the yards of bodies, <br />to finally emerge.<br />My hands carry the scent of the souless, <br />the soul seeking. <br />I hold out my hands using this frame to seek <br />vengeance upon the living through <br />possession killing their killers with these hands, <br />my hands. <br />To grant me their visions, <br />their last seconds from the world, <br />it's not dreams I wake from, <br />it's their whispers and their cries. <br />To a child you were their only trust, <br />the only light to be shaped not to decay. <br />Souls were too young to cry out, <br />only left to watch as their protecors become the possessed. <br />Digging through the yards of bodies, <br />to finally emerge. <br />My hands carry the scent of the souless, <br />the soul seeking. <br />How many of the innocent, <br />the defenseless have to fall from a loved ones hands? <br />In this life span there will be this revenge which only some may wish for.
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Digging through the yards of bodies, <br />to finally emerge.<br />My hands carry the scent of the souless, <br />the soul seeking. <br />I hold out my hands using this frame to seek <br />vengeance upon the living through <br />possession killing their killers with these hands, <br />my hands. <br />To grant me their visions, <br />their last seconds from the world, <br />it's not dreams I wake from, <br />it's their whispers and their cries. <br />To a child you were their only trust, <br />the only light to be shaped not to decay. <br />Souls were too young to cry out, <br />only left to watch as their protecors become the possessed. <br />Digging through the yards of bodies, <br />to finally emerge. <br />My hands carry the scent of the souless, <br />the soul seeking. <br />How many of the innocent, <br />the defenseless have to fall from a loved ones hands? <br />In this life span there will be this revenge which only some may wish for.
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