With closed ears,
no-one heard the whimpers
of a lost boy defiled in the dirt.
Clammy hands
groped my squirming body
while I writhed beneath his raw power.
With closed eyes,
no-one saw his thrilled thrusts
leave the soil soaked in my hurried hurt.
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Ceased to Be Seen
the woke West works to weaken my mind
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
Danced the Razor’s Edge
with one slice he would see me
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The Devil’s Whisper
caused my life to vanish
Mental Agony
my body stood naked and exposed
In His Embrace, I Slowly Died
where your love left me exiled
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I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired