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Self-destruction

I have comitted far too many crimes
and for my mortal shame
in these perilious times
I will recieve artificial fame

The condemnation I have spoken
the disgust I have spent
to make my strenght forever broken
was just a mirage in the end

I´m feeding my little fears
although I surely can´t afford
seled it up with salty tears
while I´m watched by the helpless lord

I am the nights lover
my fears I won´t never betray
of my own nightmares I am the mother
and me they gonna slay

PS: It´s good to be back...