Debt:Slavery//Genocide=MZT

Bright light, night light nowhere to be seen Darkness as insanity are the only way of the beam Total night in this world that is weighed by gravity To know the worse is yet to come. No one knows me, I choose this way, I came across this knife to find a place to stay. Nothing changes me, nothing at all, I find my way past the window as I crawl up the walls. Give me this day, my daily breath as I beg to Satan to relieve me of what's left. This torment, I claim is the worst of all, as I slice away the memory of where I left my soul. Lend me my freedom, so I may not be a slave for everything that comes from these veins has gone astray. Anti work sucks!