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Numb and Cold
"A cold mind, makes the heart numb."
Numb And Cold
Death brought on by violence should make a hurtful mold,
Though I can no longer feel this, for I am numb and cold,
Save me thy creator, no shelter for the strong,
Release me thy savior, salvation feels so wrong,
Heart has been blackened, and mind has turned to brass,
No longer shall I feel this; your god can kiss my ass,
Never have I asked for salvation or some love,
But it's odd how you find it, when you no longer walk alone,
I've not been broken, that day shall never come,
For I am the destroy, weaker minds I numb,
One day it will all, just return to me,
Then I will be brought down, but nothing shall break me,
The warmth of life and love, my body has felt no hold,
Let time tick by me, I am not afraid,
Let the clock control you, for I cannot be saved,
Witchcraft is a blessing, which shall soon fall on me,
But until then I prepare for less important things,
Bicker and squabble, while I just pass you by,
All the human nature, is just cold in my eye,
Changed by the world, and all the things I've learned,
Never will I be the same, and never will you know,
How I was. So long ago.
Sincerely by,
Wade R. Wilson
Numb And Cold
Death brought on by violence should make a hurtful mold,
Though I can no longer feel this, for I am numb and cold,
Save me thy creator, no shelter for the strong,
Release me thy savior, salvation feels so wrong,
Heart has been blackened, and mind has turned to brass,
No longer shall I feel this; your god can kiss my ass,
Never have I asked for salvation or some love,
But it's odd how you find it, when you no longer walk alone,
I've not been broken, that day shall never come,
For I am the destroy, weaker minds I numb,
One day it will all, just return to me,
Then I will be brought down, but nothing shall break me,
The warmth of life and love, my body has felt no hold,
Let time tick by me, I am not afraid,
Let the clock control you, for I cannot be saved,
Witchcraft is a blessing, which shall soon fall on me,
But until then I prepare for less important things,
Bicker and squabble, while I just pass you by,
All the human nature, is just cold in my eye,
Changed by the world, and all the things I've learned,
Never will I be the same, and never will you know,
How I was. So long ago.
Sincerely by,
Wade R. Wilson