PERIPHERY

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I see a flashIs this sleep?Am I in a dream?The past sees me and it won’t let goGreeted by those I’ve killed along the way, becauseI am the destruction The past sees me and it won’t let goA demon born out of their rite in throesThis is the truthI am a demon born out of their rite in throesSoiled by the world of manI am the destructionI am fearI am sinI am the destructionThis memory ignitesThe past sees meVisions of me growGreeted by familyPainting dissolution and a life of an insectThe past it will not let me goI’m lost within my own soulA ghost within times of oldThe clock turns back but is this real?Tell me, is this real?A demon born out of their rite in throesThis is the truthI am a demon born out of their rite in throesSoiled by the world of manI am, I am destructionI am fear born to destroy I am, I am destructionI am fear born to destroyBorn to destroyTranscending boundaries of afflictionI’ve learned from past experience I am a monsterDisgust and horror flash before me in fire burning down belowHoly desireThis stain it will never wash off of my gravePhysical life has wanderedHere I stay, in deathTake pity on a soul and grant me resurrectionGrant forgivenessThis is only but a dark reflectionRegret is ripping the throat from my neckNow I can’t speakI wanderHere in death, I weepTake pity on a soul and grant me resurrectionGrant forgivenessThis is only but a dark reflectionTake pity on a soul and grant me resurrectionGrant forgivenessThis is only but a dark reflectionHell boundPast deathNothing can save meLonging for something beyond Hell boundPast deathNothing can save meLonging for something beyondEmbrace the feeling of a soul withinRealizing this is what we needInside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what they shall perceiveEmbrace the feeling of a soul withinRealizing this is what we needInside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what they shall perceiveStop bleeding on the insideWe are alive, and it’s more that enough to paint the walls that are whiteCan we show the ones who are blind?Stop bleeding on the insideWe are alive, and it’s more that enough to paint the walls that are whiteCan we show the ones who are blind?Show them that we’re not blind