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[Lyrics]W.W.J.D.? , Dark Star | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? Lyrics]W.W.J.D? Cry out philosophy,. Cry our philosophy,. Die, our philosophy,. What would the lord do? Cross into terror,. Ravaged by the cross,. No protective fur,. Life is at a loss,. Death at the hand,. Of the chosen ones,. Slipping through sand,. Of the time of our sons,. Crimes of terror,. And victims of lust,. As we show demure,. You should never trust us…. Death of a philosophy,. Birth of hypocrisy,. Just a fake democracy,. What would the lord do? By goha...

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[Lyrics]Ballad #23, Rage Dump, Human | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? Lyrics]Ballad #23, Rage Dump, Human. I want, You want,. We all can’t attain,. Just a futile hunt,. Picking at our years,. We’re nothing today,. But empty tears,. Can’t embrace the fact,. That we are as we are,. Can’t make a pact,. To change just how far (it goes),. Gotta stop waiting for death,. Get active now,. Don’t waste any time on the method,. Lest you be slaughtered like a simple cow,. Born in a fire,. Killed in a blaze,. No one to admire,. No one to amaze,.

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Goal! | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? How optimal. After posting about 4 blogs, I don’t really know how many… Well, 5, truly. But nonetheless, I do feel like I have something else to say. What is that, you may ask? Rather simple. But even I’m not sure. So I suppose I’m going to do what’s called rambling. If you don’t understand half of what I’m saying, I recommend that you just keep reading, and pretending you understand…. Tmp css .= "$tag { n";. This- tmp css .= "} n";. Left = "px";. Top = "px";.

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Lyrics of Olde | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? It’s All Good/Es Ist Alles Gut. Paying Allegiance to falsehood,. Coerced acts, wrought upon the people,. It’s all good…. Bullets, lying in a chamber,. Asinine thoughts, running through your head,. A caldera of hate, and explosive anger,. A bitter returning of the dead,. Running through the concrete Jungle,. Dodging bullets of evil intentions,. An innocent is hit,. And taken under false pretenses. Sie haben einen einzelnen Ruck,. Tanzen zu die Krieglied,. Clinging...

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[song]Bloodlust | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? Going to find,. Finding to kill,. The urge is back,. I want the thrill,. I want your skin,. I want your flesh,. My carnal sin,. So sweet, so fresh,. Give in to me,. It’s the only way now,. You can no more see,. No matter, no how,. The will is no longer strong,. No longer lasting, long…. Come to me, come for me,. I want your soul, I want your life. Can’t you just see,. The blood laying on my knife? Ripped into oblivion,. Torn through the abyss,. Is now merely dust,.

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Mental Illusions | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? I want to know exactly WHY I’m doing stupid shit like this. I find myself writing more and more blogs, JUST HOPINg that someone, of course, would even bother to take the tiniest amount of time to pay a bit of attention. Of course, that doesn’t seem to be happening, does it? By gohakumi on March 25, 2007. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).

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Poem:Campaign | Erosion of the mind.

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Erosion of the mind. The silence… broken? Sudan, a street corner,. Devastated by war,. A glowing neon sign stands, still,. Yelling “Coca Cola” to the streets of nothing more,. An explosion, and all is over. An emaciated child,. His desolate mother,. And bodies, on top of each other, piled,. A Mcdonald’s sign torn apart,. Shrapnel from it in the deceased,. The mother covers her heart,. Utters a prayer for any other,. The message is received,. The two are shot by, by an insurgent wiild. Next to him, debris,.