Goldust. Split 10. Hellsent. Zeneszám
I was spat into this world
with nothing but my faith.
now i spit on the sun and this world
and silently grow up in discontent
a smouldering hatred pushing me forward
this soul is bruised and fucking tortured
martyred
you promised me compassion, i am still alone
you granted me salvation, i am still wounded up to the bone
your name will be cursed
for all eternity
and through all remorse and all regrets
this slaughtered soul will surely never forget
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