FOUND A STRANGE BEAUTY,
THE MOMENT I CUT OFF MY ARM,
I WATCHED MY FINGERS DRAW IN THE TRUTH,
THAT DRIPPED INTO AN OCEAN OF SANITY
THAT THOSE WHO WHERE WATCHIN CLOSELY LEFT OUT,
NOR TO CARE THE STALKERS WATCHIN' THEM,
LAUGHING AS THEIR PULLING THE PUPPET-TERR ~STRINGS,
"PULL THE VEINS HARDER"THEY LAUGH,
WHILE DEATH SITS HIGH ON THE AIM...
SOLIDER BULLETS PIERCE THE THOUGHT~WAVES STIRRIN ABOVE ALL THOSE WHO RIDE BRAVELY SLOW ,
VAMPIRES FEEDING ON VAMPIRES TICKLES THE SLOTH MONSTER
INTO CRAWLIN ON THE ONE LEFT WITH AUDACITY TO REMAIN FREE OF ALL OF THIS..
THE DEATH OF MY ARM WAS NOT IN VAIN,
RIGAMORTIS FINGER POINTING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION ,
THEY DRAG WHAT'S LEFT OF IT,
LEAVING MY BODY OF INSANITY BEHIND,
~N~ I LAUGH KNOWING I AM SANE~
( words By Soda Soule , ART By ANDRE MARTINS DE BARROS )
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