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Deception Of A Ghost These Voices

purpose. If I give into this I?ll be a walking ghost. Shouting my name, shouting my name. How true could this be? I hear the sounds. I hear these

off the dizznik and off my voice Me and my boyz Give us a choice How could you tell Sony that i was the only one making noise Ain't it a breech of trust

deception Elegies of lament for the thirteen children of the dark Lying still, Satan opens the dark I embrace deceit, whispers unto the dark Voices fall silent as ghosts