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Scythe of Luna On a Leash 3rd, M1NT0

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Drops of blood on worthless paper
Making a line of slave`s mark
Footsteps on threads of white slime
There is no life but just a spark

Hungry eyes are everywhere
Judging her from aside
Anyone`ll be condemned to death
Who`s try to make a claim

The right for a desire
Absent from her mind
The chained stone is tied
To her exposed waist

Twisted sisters souls are
Fading as lanterns dim
She disappear in abyss
Of nude flattery and pain

Words of rubbish merchandise
Her former acquaintances
Like an immortal plague
Consuming her faint will

A world full of ghosts
Haunting girl`s last hope
Dreams have sunk
In truth of lies of preterition

Walking along the path of fragments
Her fear of failure grows stronger
But once you fall down a pit
You`re worthless piece of junk

Once and twice two weeks
A test of both relations
The psych of nature
Sick mid-brain running in circles

Day by day playing the truth
Trying get rid of cycled mantra
Sounds of praise torturing her ears
Don`t wanna listen to no one

Behold a moment of sun has passed
A flare of sunset cries identified
Don`t rush your chest is torn
The killer`s body has been defined

The final verdict
Thrown in a blink of an eye
Sanity losing again
Is it nature to blame

Fear of a beast
The supreme being
Become submissive
Not what he wants

Dividing fact
Rises her fever
Life in a cage
Exceeds her sufferance

Proclaiming Three Of A Kind
In defense of an Order
A mirrored Ace up her sleeve
A rats march hide and seek

Frivolity sin
She silently whispered
A glance back
What Is it agony

Betrayal of world
In face of justice
Decisions are made
Will she be forgiven

In this same world
No need to change
Keep moving forward
To reach the heavens

Trample down enemies
Into the dirt
Becoming haughty
Down with an apathy

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