I made my choice:
assembly or war?
FUCK!! I need more!
I move, I speak, but I don't live
so the chemicals hunt for me...
appearing as something perfect and new
Inflating my heart like a red balloon
I feel it expanding, waiting for the material to rupture
leaving bloody remains, splattered across the walls
When I'm dying, I might accept the gift,
the wonderful gift of sin.
I'm quickly reaching the end... Fin.
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