Album: Blackout Analysis
Cut from glass I start to fade & prance around her promenade
Thrown overboard to pay my dues, to the ocean floor in concrete shoes
I am your visions of vindication that caught you in the act
I wield the force of destiny & you´ll rue the day you ever broke this pact
Stand me up in front of god so miniscule & monstrous
A paragraph to plead my ease. A defendant for this human race
Please don´t forget me
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