When vengeance and hate mix

by synister gates   Oct 29, 2007


I don't know why the soul of a innocent man is gone. But the blood is in your hands. So who's fault is it now he died and we lost our bond.

I frequently lock myself in my own cell. Bleeding myself asleep. You left me burning in hell!!! My soul to bleed on and on.

So i ask you why a man is gone. He put is heart in your hands and you crushed it. But to you his life means shit. So what happens when vengeance and hate mix i don't know i guess we never will.

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