Blood red are my eyes Locked you away so no one could hear your cries Beaten and raped in the darkness All alone as you swallow your tears Manufactured is my hate I will disintergrate Break your bones as you broke me I have reclaimed my insanity I was the one that was never liked and made fun of But time you went to far, little jokes backfired I have you pinned down, never to get up again Sacrificed you to my pain I will never go back to that life Made me who I am today The master of your life And the breeder of insanity Manufactured is my hate I will disintergrate Break your bones as you broke me I have reclaimed my insanity Blood trickles down your wasted face Wore you down to the last breath I will kill you But I am not finshed yet You will pay for your crimes against me Hate was manufactured from my pain I smoked it up and burnt the vein Inside I was the best that I ever was But on the outside my flaws had me beaten And you made me see that, now you must die Manufactured is my hate I will disintergrate Break your bones as you broke me I have reclaimed my insanityBirth sign: Aries
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