No trace of blood
Drifting by the window
Nothing to fear
Bursting and mangled
Eaten by the flames
Surety is in the air
Above and triumphant
Being the last
Emerge and roar
To myself
Destruction
Tidy up the mess
The burden of self
Blind tenacity
Nourished by death
Take the devil
Take his horny hand
The same destiny
Gunned down in the street
No memory
No regret
Only bloody hands
An unthinkable void
Lost in obscurity
All a sack of bones
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