Woorden: Fault. Other. Malice.

So you see a smile upon my face, because of you a link is out of place. I hate your kind who have no lives and fuck with mine, now I see that ignorance leads the blind. So you see, I ponder in your disgrace, now I see who?s at fault, you were to blame. I now take part, the fact still remains, now we?re fucking torn apart, you?re left with a stain. Never again, so go home, write poem, drown in your tears from singing your love song, I?ve been down in the ditches to long, I don?t live by what?s right or wrong. Can you feel it? That hate that burns through my veins, break and cleanse that hand who led me to pain. Desperation we were torn apart by your greed, I?ll spread my dread for a lifetime, plant my seed