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letra de filth - omenxiii

[verse 1]
hoody thrown up with my back to the breeze
they don’t give a f-ck about me
they don’t give a f-ck about omenxiii
all black shirt, all black jeans
heart used to hurt, i got scars on my sleeve
riding with demons, we riding with dreams
if we playing the game, then we playing for keeps
i creep in the alleys, i murder the beats
you can stay in your lane but you stayin with lames
we not the same, we not the same
f-ck all the fame, b-tch, we play different games
i’m tryna eat, i’m just tryna maintain
my sanity, i’m not one to detain
’cause my brain trained kill anything in my way
so i kill then i devestate
permeate bodies, repeat ’til the hurt away
i could exterminate life with more wrath than cthulhu
reduce it to dust if i see it reduceable
animate bodies through voodoo, a guru
that decimates light with the shadows as usual
ending mandkind, just because i could do it
who knew i’d turn into a demi-god, something immovable
now if i look to the sky it’s just me on this rock with n-body to prove it to

- omenxiii

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