Untouchables
(Indisponível)
Surrounded by the sorrow of infinite lost souls
I hear the silent screams of lives that once were but are no more envelope in this threshold of pain all life knows haunted by images of joy I once knew but long since forgotten death surrounds me daily but I look through hardened eyes screams around every corner deaf ears to it cries
I see the dismembered corpse humanity once was once
I had a place but my piece no longer fits the puzzle no longer will I be persecuted for having ideals I'll walk the way of the alienated and the untouchables
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