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Auf Weidezane
Slit into this open wound
Sanctify my misery
Cut the wrists of bravery
Can't deny this last request
Sink my teeth in iron chains
Shred my faith in open flaims
One more last pure desire
To execute my dum lyre
No one will reign on my parade
Auf Weidezane
No one will feed the poverty
Salt that slug before it reigns
No one drinks the cyanide
love is love but love gone dry
Can't you break your strength today
Straight from the barrel of trigger hate
My last request is on the tip of my tongue
Speak in vowels from the barrel of the gun
Count to ten before you die
Close your eyes and smile wide
Take this hate from my bare breast
Reach the martyr holy rest
Collapse at the alter of decay
You'll burn your foes to get there some day
"shake my fist, i'll shake your hand"
Tramatize the bleeding corpse
euthanize integrity
trap the fly in the cage
It will die from stupidity
Glut the sluts in lustful food
Craving for the irony
Glamorize your glory
This war is your story | 
