Dr. Butcher
feeling no pain the chemicals rain no thoughts given to my damaged brain the torture is daily no ending in sight chemistry is slowly taking my life the only way out slow torture long fight or find a way to end your own life killing is fast but time makes you stong its your choice find your way home so much time wasted try not to face it spiraling down to the ground pushed all away im alone and insain i done this myself with doc butchers help the only way out slow torture long fight or find a way to end your own life killing is fast but time makes you stong its your choice find your way home im done with this life gain strengh for my fight the butchers grip no longer has strength my brain regains soon ill be sane this body heals the pains gone away Keywords: black, death, metal, original, thrash |
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