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[Ziggy Wolf]

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uansett eher er et av mine.
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Outcast: The fallen.
This is my confession .
This is the vent of my depression.
The black tainted spiral goes forever down.
Onward, Whipped further, untill my fae hitts the ground.
Blood stained scarrd fingers grip the pen.
In the Darkness the restless spitrrits whisper again.
My work seems never done.
In the back of my head, I feel the gun.
I hear the trigger cock.
A long lost race against the clock.
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Opprnnelig teknt som en Black/doom metal låt.


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Thoughts from a crippled mind.
Who am I?
What am I to be?
Who is me?
Is it true,
What they tell you?
That I'm out there,
Lurking somewhere.
Im not hideing in the night.
Nor underneath the moonlight.
I'm not there.
I'm not anywhere.
I'm not even dead
I live inside your head.
Se these letters on the screen?
Do you really know what they meen?
Are you sure somone isn't pulling strings
Are you sure you're not imagening things.
You won't find me in any land or nation.
I'm just a figment of your imagination.
No sence looking under your bed.
I'm just in your head.

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Tanker en schizofren kunne ha tenkt.
Skrevet ettet et mareritt jeg hadde for mange år siden.
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Her er noen fler:
Beast
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/879516/

Fury of the wild.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/848183/