My Own Enemy

Desalmado

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Where are the lies? How do I find the ilusions?
Ghosts that revive inside my marsh
From the dead they try to live through me

Voices in my head asking for a sentence
I don't care about the blame
Dead in this filthy grave

Lying under the stars, insets come from whitin me
The unmerciful judge doams me to chose
Between light and darkness

Voices in my head asking for a sentence
I don't care about the blame
Dead in this filthy grave

Possessed by despair, agonizing in the mire
No answers to my torment
Sowing guilt for the lies kept secret