A-45


The future becomes the forgotten past
Slowly killing the chosen and the last
Letting the fake become the real
Strangled with a wire made of steel
Letting blood become the paint and ink
Writing and erasing stories in a blink
Letting the sun fall into the black tide
Crushing the body and soul of the inside
Letting a tattoo become a permanent scar
Becoming a fallen star
Dying with a message of doing desire
Burning my bones into ash from this fire
As pictures become forgotten memories
Slowly retelling the fateful stories
About the birth of misery
And the death of living legacy
Falling to the path of the psycho
Letting the leader become the follow
Turning something into nothing at all
Because everything that is said is true
Now because of you
My name is now A-45
A-45
Now the path is forever broken
I'm the only one that is taken alive

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