witness

Echoes of laughter
I've heard them fading into screams
I've seen lifetimes
I've seen them turn into bad dreams

Echoes of madness
Fill these rooms inside my head
unnerving darkness
while the walls were painted red

I hold your secrets
I'll take them to the grave
I'll be an accomplice
truth wont be betrayed

Moments of struggle
all too familiar to me
I'll push you over
I know you can set them free

Don't look at me now
Plasma paints your wicked face
I'm just a reflection of your twisted race

All your secrets
dug out from the graves
You, my accomplice
Run away, yes

post, man

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